yesterday was a very bad day. firstly. it was raining. 8 was too crowded so i had to take 518 to school. then. it was nearing 9. me n nadira n ronald rushed up to the sixth floor. we rushed into miss lim's room, and then there were three other girls standing in front of her cubicle. they were blocking our way. and they were staring at dunno what. at that moment, lpb came out and took in the whole stack of envelopes. then the three girls walked off. and then when we called her and wanted to hand in our envelopes, she through out the late clip. becca was like "but they were blocking us, we were right behind" and in her super whiny voice "9 means 9, no excuse." it was like on the dot la! and those fucking 3 girls got it in on time. i was so bloody pissed la. we'll be penalised for being late. bitch. her voice is super whiny, its like 100 times more whiny than Fran in the sitcom The Nanny. ARGH. i'm so glad she's not our lcom teacher. mr j may be strict, but he's funny and witty and sarcastically funny too. and he's an actor so his classes are interesting. if i had her, my classes wld be hell. argh. okae. so that's school. plus. i had a pounding headache the whole entire day.

so after school i went straight home, instead of staying for the visual central thing. and since he said he was coming over to take care of me, so i went home. then he came. and we had dinner. and we watched runaway jury. its good. its backs up why we don't have jury trials in singapore. haha. what we just studied. anyway. then. later. he went mambo. yes, those were tears.

first. i'm not upset cos u went. i know u wanted to go. the reason why i'm upset. i keep asking you to go, cos i know you wanted to, plus you're going KL this weekend. but u keep saying u wanna take care of me, plus u're going KL so you wanna spend as much time with me now as possible and you rather spend time with me then mambo. and you say you're prioritising. fine. i was happy. and then. later. you suddenly decide to go. and then you laeve so abruptly. fine. if you really wanted to go, just say so from the beginning. don't give me all that bullshit about not wanting to go and "prioritising". just bloody hell say you wanted to go. i wouldn't have been angry. and if you had left, i wouldn't have been angry either. but since you say all tt shit and then leave, well just too bad. don't make me happy for nothing. next time, just say you want to go. oh whatever.

promises.

sharp metal objects are my friends. i miss them. :)