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Wednesday, August 03, 2005
i don't understamd how things always get better once i write here....yesterdai was cleared out it was all a a miss understanding....or so he says..
msging is not veri gd...u cant tell wat the person is trying to say or wat tone he is usin..
wateva..yesterdai was yesterdai...2dai was brought forth new problems...
the oritorical contest.. speech was not finished fully...my parents summerised the whole thing
into 2 words..blah blah...so i go to sch n sha offers to help edit it..BUT...after recess...
Mr singh the sick bastard who does not like sha caused us problems...wat stop this habit lah..
been watchin us lah all that kind of fuuk..then asks sha bout the anklet...which by the way she
explained was for he ankle...wateva lah...then sha got reali pissed off who would not rite...
so she did not finish edit it so i had to do it after school..oh yea her mum came to sch..
but cos of the fuukin speech i cld not go n c wat she said to mr singh or to the principle...
n oso some chinese exchange students came to our sch ...b there for 2 weeks...they
r juz wastin their time...anyway he did not msg mi at all since the morning...
onli to sai he was in trouble again....so i was like thinkin wat he was doin whether he was
in trouble again n whether he was okay n wonderin y he neva msg back...
i was the first to speak..honestly i was not feelin nervous...juz veri distracted cos of him....
so i stutter and sputter my way thru...as usual Sugu won...wateva lah...so on mi way home i
i check that mi fone onli to c that he did msg n that cos mi fone was in the bag...the things inside
muz have pressed the yes button accidentali...so not his fault...so i decide to call him ...
no one picks up....later he calls back rite in the middle of badminton practice...so he
cant talk n i kind of gave him the cold shoulder...said he would call back onli he has not...
n neva msg oso...i don noe wat he was playin at...he did not seem to happy on the fone
either...wateva...wateva...wateva...ok ok fuuk there u go...i over analyse
n i can conclude that he is either givin mi mixed signals...or he is juz havin a
bad dai n does not wan to talk bout it...which is not like him...cos if he had a bad dai
he will neva stop talkin bout it n cursing....so i don noe wat to think....so i decide
to stop thinkin bout it............n if u noe mi that is impossible....k i hv to go...
got so much fuukin homework to do.....fuuk....sch is usualli okay...it is juz wat happens after
sch that mkes my feel like ...fuuk...