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Friday, August 05, 2005 ♥


haiz.
monday i was terribly sad after school. cos some pple in my class totally ignored me and made me very sad. they reminded me how i felt like i was an information counter. pple msged me or talked to me only when they have a question to ask me.like: test test until where. homework got wat kind of thing. i was deeply sad and anguished that i had no clique in class, i cried the whole night...a very sad sad sad cry.i started of talking calmly to su phei then cried. peisi called me to ask me abt chem and after teaching her i was so gloomy i cried again. i was feeling so down i didn't feel like studying for the chem test for tuesday. i was so tired and nodding off...i discovered on tuesday morning that i wrote econs stuff into my chem notes...ha.ha
tuesday after school had gmg again.guitar mugger grp. heheex. on wed gmg after schl again. even though it was only me joanne tania lihao and johnathan...but yup..last wed's gmg was quite successful for me becos i did a lot of work.this week..hehee.we spent most of the time talking and me crapping. especially on wed, while tania and joanne had pw meeting, jc had gardening and then came to sleep, me and li hao were talking total a whole load of crap, me introducing every chio bu to him..hahaa.
hopefully things will get better for me in school so that i won't feel that terrible anymore..but well...dun think it will.
maybe i should follow what xiujun says..concentrate on studies..then i won't think abt stuff.
i have been sleeping quite late all these days..shld be damn tired, but always in schl i dun feel e tiredness until at home at night at bout 10 plus i start nodding off to sleep at my table. maybe bcos in schl it's so busy...non-stop rushing here and there. and every single day is dragging...
got stupid gp project and pw...i pray that our pw will go on smoothly, no problems will appear.........haiz........
my mum is complaining again. about she having to do housework at this late hour of 9.30 p.m.
i hate men. they are terrible. they treat us like shit. especially the two in the house. the older one lives in the 17th century in firm belief that girls should be doing all the housework starting at the age of 12. ridiculous.the other one thinks that everything in the house belong to him.ridiculous. so the comp belongs to him? yar rite.ha.ha.ha. i dun take such nonsense.
acjc 18th fun-o-rama.next year. yet we ve to start selling coupons now. so everyone takes 19 sets of $10 coupons.sell. tt is the first drive. next year we ve to sell 2 more times. problem is. i dun have 57 friends willing to buy a coupon from me. i dun tok to neighbours. dun tok to relatives. my secondary schl is not interested in a carnival. i ve no juniors nor seniors. so like how. then we have donation cards. again. trouble. who's going to donate to me? well i donated 2 bucks to my own card, my mum another 2. come on. i dun come from a rich family or sorts.
and the two guys upstairs happily watching tv. leaving me down here veing to listen to my mum complain.
DAMNATION.
SIANZZZZZZZZZZZZZZ

♥reflected @ 8:47 PM


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