Credits: Sonia.C


foreword
missyhappygolucky is a union of two blogs i previously owned, namely a-girl-like-joanne(March 2005- Feburary 2007) and part-of-joanne(March 2007- September 2007). instead of the continuation of the name sotong, missyhappygolucky is choosen because most of my friends think i used to behave like one. unfortunately, this attitude has disappear with time. i hope with the use of this name will allows it to return and be part of me again.

all posts are original entries. be warned that some of the entries might disgust you. i have to admit i feel extremely upset to know i have a childish past. (things are better later when i start using proper english) still, i managed to surpress my urge of editing them, so to present you the exact person i was.

THANK YOU for being interested to find out about my past.

dated: 29 July 2009

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entries
Sunday, August 20, 2006
~saturday~
it was a very thoughtful and emotional day for me.
i kinda realise was kind of person i am now.

i woke up at 7.30am, only having 4 hrs of sleep.
all for the sake of my prototype!
it was a rocky start.
i finally gathered all the materials.
yet, i knew nuts on how to work with it.
i broke a piece of high carbon steel.
mr chua shouted at me, infront of everyone, for my stupidity and the lack of EQ.
could you imagined that?
it was damn embrassed.
how much i wished i'd hide under the table.
no help from him and shouted for something i dint know?
i couldnt care much but to put on a damn fucked up face.
later that day he told me his reason and was willing to help me.
mr chua said i'd only finish it after the deadline, with his help of course.
i dreamt of the idea but seems like i dont have much a choice.
i called that death over died.
i realised i'm a follower.
i need people to instruct me.
i was more like an idiot wearing a square hat.
yangzi's bicycle made my day.
she brought it to school to test her project. (it teaches one to learn cycling at home, cool, isnt it?)
i cycled it around the carpark few times & even had a biased race against jianwei.
i managed to put sadness away and smiles from the bottom of my heart.

after the long chat with veron and yangzi at mcdonalds, i realised i'm not as simple as i thot.

i am cunning.
i backstake others.
i talked too much crap.
i seeked lots of attention.
i am a laidback.
i am faked at times.
i am a geniune 5A1 student.
that's how original i am.

perhaps mrs goh was right.
i've changed towards evil.
jealousy taught me that.
fustration gave support.
nothing good could bother much.

i always thinks i was a 5A2 student living in 5A1, not anymore now.
sorry firdaus, i decevied you.

i felt real guilty.
may all of you be like me, hope for the better me!
haaha.

Joanne