Argh my like most important exams in my life is coming. In fact, I have already taken the English one.
Tomorrow: Maths(Thursday)
Tomorrow tomorrow: Chinese(Friday)
Tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow: Science(Monday)
Tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow tomorrow: higher Chinese(Tuesday)
These are like the most imporatant exams a singaporean can take. At least that’s what everyone i know say.
Any tips on how to destress?
I’m 12 by the way
First of all, Im NOT insulting maple. Have or has anyone realised that more and more people are having problems (in real life) Because of maple?
Case 1:
Its like A is Bs best friend in real life. They share accounts. Later: B finds out that A is a hacker. Then they quarrel over it. Soon they ignore each other. They become from best friends to worst enemies.
I crouched over the body of the tramp. He snored contently without a single worry or frown on his face. I grinned as I drew my Bazlud from my pocket. I moved my hand across his neck and in one single deadly movement, all his lifes blood flowed out from the cut. I grinned bloodthirstily as I drank the hot, salty blood. I could feel my strength growing with every single mouthful.
I thought you were my friend,
I thought you were my best friend,
I thought you were a person, who could be trusted,
I thought you trusted me.
Such foolishness of me,
To listen to my heart,
Instead of my mind,
Alas, my friend,
Our friendship has ended here.
I opened my heart to you,
Gave you my trust too.
But all this while,
You were just toying,
With all my feelings.
You were plotting behind my back.
The day when darkness rules, will be the day the monster within you will be born. The day when the earth will see no light will be the day you master your powers, the day when I am born, will be the death of everyone. Just you wait puny humans!
I panted like a dog, eyes watching, waiting and stalking. My master had told me to follow a man with a huge beard. He said something about practice my stalking and killing skills. But what did it matter to me? It didnt. After I was under masters wings, I had always felt a surge of power flowing within me. Like a never ending powered batter, that was a heart, never once did it stop flowing. I shook myself away from the train of thoughts and followed the man steadily. I clutched my Battle bow and drew an arrow from a pocket. My master had only given me one arrow; he made me think all the time. To think of how to kill, in a single deadly blow. For as the future drew near, my destiny would need these skills.
Tumbowa was the name of an ancient demon. He was feared world wide, even by the four great leaders, Dances with Balrog, Grendel the really old, Athena Pierce and Dark lord. They had locked the Him up, but before that, He had transferred his soul in a human body, with hope of ruling the world again. A group of black magic dabblers had decided that it was going to be time for him to rule again, so using their highest skill; they created a group of people that could be a warrior, bowman, thief and magician.
This is wats happenin to me and i know tat its not ryhmin
What are friends for?
Are they something that keeps you warm?
Or are they just someone in your life?
I’m asking myself that question,
wondering why I have none…
It was probably because of me,
I think…
I only have two true friends,
Both now lost to me.
One was my best friend,
But now she left me.
I feel cold and frightened,
like a newborn baby.
Bit by bit,
slowly but surely,
She was leaving me,
From me, my life, my world.
Ok, so this is or might be one of the ‘stupid’ blogs, but i really need to so- called complaint…..
There have been nearly five or so not-worth to be on the front page blog. Why? Most people suspect that the writers have more than one acc or they clicked the i liked the story button. Sad isnt it? Many people try so hard to be on the front page, and when they are what happens? They not-worth-to-be-on-front-page-people snatch anyway their place… I just hope that no one will say that i accidentally clicked the i liked it button, so far i have not seen how…
People say that thing you learn from young follow you all the way to adult hood. Most who say it don’t know how true it is. But I do. I remember this conversation with my mother. Just before, an unknown warrior and magician murdered my mother. My father was said to be the great devil himself, I often asked about him, having conservations like this: