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Tuesday, August 02, 2005
Today was one screwed up mess....so i wont bother writing in riddles...it all started during PE...that bastard of a PE teacher.... i cant stand him...
decides to have PMS 2day...come on lah i suck at mini tennis...controllin ur power with
the bloody soft ball i cant do it k....but 2dai he decides that he will call ppl up for demonstartions....
y u ask cos some of the other ppl...not mi cos i was a gd gal...but the other ppl did not wan to
play the bloody game or practice..so he was all u ppl this n that...fuuk lah...so anyway we are all
sitting there n he starts callin out numbers to play the game...index no. 18 which is mine....
hardly eva gets called...but 2day he decides to call mi....i was so mad...i was publicly humiliated cos...
he thinkis that we r all incompetent...damn bastard onli....we are 4om 4e1 we r the students they...
are hopin would bring the sch fame n fortune...fuuk...nvm...the rest of the day was okay...there was
no physics...whoo hoo....or physics extra training...double whoo hoo...so we spent the time crackin jokes
with the our two counterparts...after physics we had english...that was where i realised that the
bloody oritorical contest is tomorrow....fuuk...after sch we spend some more time at sch crakin more jokes..
wen i shld have gone home to do the speech...fuuk fuuk fuuk lah..go home alreadi..i get a call
from u noe who lah...i like to talk to him cos he is always funny n jokin...n stuff...2day was
not his day...we talked for like 10mins but in the train th ereception got so bad he hung up...
n started msgin instead...i hate to msg cos sometimes wat u wan to say comes out all wrong...
n 2dai it did....it is one long story but his parents or his dad mostly is disappointed in him...
broke somethin in sch...aiyo...so he wanted mi8 to look up places in which he can learn how..
to play the saxaphone...he broke somethin in sch...his father has to play for n his sis in in
aussie so his parents hv to pay for her fees...n tis guy juz wans to add to the lists...so being the
self-righteous bitch tat i am i try to enlighten him no tryin not to b selfish...but he gets
it all wrong n acting like a wet blanket..he refuses to msg mi or to talk to mi...fuuk...
now i am doubtin him n his position in hbis family...n our relationship...he juz seems
so selfish...fuuk...i noe it is a small thing but wen my parents had financial problems...
i took it to myself to not ask money from them if i wanted somethin but starved myself to save it...
n i tell u this guy has a bloody big ego...i cant keep strokin it n makin sure nt to hurt it...
i don hv the time or the paitence...fuuk...aiyah i hav to go muz go n write out the script for
the oritorical contest 2morrow....juz fuuk it all lah....