Thursday, June 08, 2006
my life is a mess.
a REAL mess.
the proposal. Oh my God.
i DO NOT know what the HELL is wrong wid my computer.
everybody has coincidently fallen sick.
or have something or the other on.
carmen keeps calling me.
i swear, i have like 30 calls today!!!!
can all of you please STOP calling me????
its driving me nuts!!!!
okay????
there is no way i can go to sch at 7.30am tmr.
and i have gym and dance training tmr.
SO WHAT IF I'M THE CHAIRPERSON???
PLS STOP THREATENING ME WITH IT!!!
YOU THINK ITS SO EASY ISSIT???
HALF THE GROUP IS NOT COMMITTED!!
THE BLOODY WHOLE PROPOSAL IS LEFT TO ME ALONE TO DO!!!
MY PARENTS ARE KILLING ME!!!
Apparently, i don't appreciate my parents.
That's so not true.
Apparently, i don't think time is of the essence.
On the contrary, i do.
Apparently i don't have a conscience.
i do, i do.
i’m just a lil thickskinned.
Right. so from seven fifteen to eight forty,
i heard them moan, groan, nag, scream and dramatise.
to quote them,
'You think red cross will help you get into triple science? you think your studies is very good is it? Your english is lousy! Whole day spend your time doing all the red cross things! Why everyday go to school? sec 2 is streaming you know. we spent so much money on you! Tell all the sec 1s to stop calling. they very free what. you got studies! Your science is lowest in class! better go and practice more! getting more and more immature!'
aiyoyo.
the STRESS!!!
will update all abt my life later.
sorry for the capital letters.
i know i've been really touchy.
sorry.
fantasised at
9:32 PM
