DANYA
The Singaporienne: A Novel

Was it you who spoke the words that things would happen but not to me
Oh things are gonna happen naturally
Oh taking your advice I'm looking on the bright side
And balancing the whole thing
But often times those words get tangled up in lines
And the bright lights turn to night
Until the dawn it brings
Another day to sing about the magic that was you and me

7:33 PM i need to swing. and i need sleep. stress,stress,stress. i can't believe im pushing myself so much for MYEs. imagine what's gonna happen for o's. hrmph. today, i didn't feel like talking the whole day, i have no idea why. at least, i cheered up towards the end. didn't feel like doing anything much, and i wanna swing. and i want my rootbeer. miss it so much. so much to do, so little time. i just took a break from geog, which was killing me. and apparently, when my dad woke me up, he kicked me and i couldn't feel it. so tonight, i told him to kick me harder. and he said ohkay. 've been kinda down lately, don't wanna talk about it, hrmph. tired and kinda sad. i gotta take a nice, cold shower to wake me up and then study again. hopefully, with all this effort im studying with, imma pass all my subjects. not expecting much, i just wanna pass all first, then i wanna ace it during prelims. ss and geog are killer, im aiming for an a2 for my combined humanities, and im even listening in WGL's class now. tmr, im gonna sit in front and study. hopefully, some stuff will get in my head. hrmph, i wanna do well. and im tired. not complaining or anything, but i really wanna finish my o's and get it over and done with it. not really paying attention to anything else now, just wanna keep consistent. danya, smile, danya. im gonna study again now, byebye.