To get a satisfactory grade from Prof. Dane means to pass the course. The entire class would throw a party after a tiring exam day from her. Thank heavens for the noisy people down the block. It made me up all night. Read this out. I got an Ace. Beat that! I don't want to get into details now because I am sort of tired. Need to finish another case. This really challenges me. I want to put my best in it.

I deserve to have a round of applause. Thank you!

Finally I'm here sitting in front of the puter. It feels like a life-time ago since I got time
to recall how things have been. Got major shift of things. Decided not to practice
bitching a bit. Still undecided whether or not I will jump into a relationship. School's getting me and I don't like being a nerd but I can't help but dug myself into my notes.
I got the worst scenarios. Come to think of it, I will get off school sooner. I am thinking of going into social work. Yeah, why not law? Why should it be law anyway? LOL! Look at me, everything comes with law. And I am thinking if mum would move to New York with her boyfriend ( who I think she deserves), I would want to go to either UK or to Italy. Major, major thing. Dad's fine. He and his girlfriend expecting a baby. I have been way over with my ex-boyfriend who dumped me for my ex-best friend. Yeah, they deserve each other. Both cheaters. Seriously, I feel like I have grown way too fast.

Anyway, guess what? I will get to see Mr. Hardy more often. I got lots of classes with him. Good thing is, I get to evade Mr. Thompson. Yipee! His classes are very boring. I would want to count how many times he tells.. lawyers which sounded like liars.. LOL! But man, this prof is so.. sooo.. (can't think of a word). Clien and I are still ding the research paper about the 2 D's! Death Penalty and Divorce. Clien and I agreed that I would take Divorce and she'd take care of Death Penalty. I wonder how she is getting her facts now. As for me, I got good examples for Divorce. Mom and dad. LOL! Yeah, I mean I ask people, is this your 2nd marriage? LIke a marriage is a 3 year contract. Like what Ms. Eddife told us ( Modesty aside) Marriage is a licence to have sex, legal and pleasurable sex. I mean, why would people need marriage to do that. Don't get me wrong. Marriage is like bound to a time frame. Well, I would just discuss this on the paper and to be kicked by the whole class. I like my mates.

Well, there goes my school life. I will tell more later. But now, I got a pizza to satisfy myself. See yah!

Flip flop! Flip flop!
I hear the flapping of her wings!
Behold, the ANgel is almost back
Flying, Gliding and bouncing...

It is written all over,

It is done, it is gone!

Forever

Thanksgiving

i sit here like i used to but the feeling's way different
the familiar wall seems so grey and barren
i cry as i remember how things were done so abruptly
i still hear mum's sobbing and rhythmic cry
tears flow, pounding in the chest i feel
dad's eyes are still full and misty
your classmates weep, i don't know why
do they ever understand kiddo?
teachers give their sympathy
friends console us
but no matter how strong i pretend to be
here i am, writing about how i miss you
i wonder if the pain would ever cease
you are my life kiddo, but you walked away
they say i shouldn't feel blue
for finally you are an angel up in the sky
shining so brightly, looking after me, mum and dad
now i hold onto nothing but sweet memories

of pillow fights, of skating, of WWE
of disneyland, of endless laughters
of thanksgiving, of christmas and holidays
of remote-control-fight, of kicking someone's a$$
of so many countless wonderful times

but rest now my little darling brother
be happy wherever you are
i promise that i won't ever forget you
i coudn't and wouldn't
i'll take care of mum
show to dad how much he means to me too
be my guiding star and my angel kiddo

chapters of our lives may be through
but i am not over loving you
i will keep on doing the things we used to
pages of my life and of our parents may turn
but we won't shut you out of our lives
for you are part of it and that's so true

i love you so much kiddo...
goodbye my little brother and until we meet again

In Loving Memory
Clark John Smith
October 8, 1993 - November 16, 2004

You killed me with your touch