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Tuesday, May 16, 2006


wad to do.

i think im the suay-est person on earth

yesterdae. .

todae worst. .

ARGH!

and why!

why must alwaes be during her period that i cried,
make her think i got depression
fuck.

it's not AS IF i DUN care about my studies
and its not AS IF i duno it will affect my results
is just that its ALWAES so suay that it happen to be your period
dammit.

i totally have that study mood todae!
in the morning alr thinking to chiong home after remedial and study!

but,
really. .

people alwaes sae expect the unexpected.

sorry,
i cant bring myself to forgive you now.

i dno when i can forgive,
but definitely not forgot.

totally at a lost now,
totally.

swollen eyes for both daes and thats dammit
cos wads the use of sleeping early recently
hais.

todae. .

really spoil my study mood
dno it gna last for. .
one dae?
one week?
one month?
3 months?
or wad?

RAHHHHHHH!

no one will understand.

FUCK BIG TIME!

was really really in bad mood

gna sae the whole fuckibg process!

carried my heavy bagpack
holding THAT thing
i walked home

damnnn angry
called my mum if she cooked
cos i was super hungry then
din had lunch
that was around 5.30pm i guess
she said she did
and pork chop is one of the dish
hais.
but i still carry out my initial plan
i went to the 711
and bought 3 cup noodles and one big ruffles
i had a cup noodles there
and i continue to walk home
. . .
. . . .

until i think near mrt
cannot tahan
my arm problem relapsing again
hais
with the bad mood
and cant afford to adjust my bag becos im holding on to that thing
i need to jump a little to get the bagpack nicely on my shoulder
but!
the pain. .
ARGH.
tolerating the sound of glass and pain of shoulder when i took every step
i can might as well go and die
but i still carried on. .

until the CC there,
really CMI
almost cry
shoulder really ass like shit,
dammit!

sooo..

when i FINALLY reached my lift
it was going 7. . 8. . 9 . .
oh really. .

'AHHHHHHHH!'

i screamed and shouted inside the lift
until it reached 27. .
holding this breath for so long and it came out
felt little better,
but stil not good.

came home
feeling damn frustrated.

put down my bag
for the first time. .
i GORGED myself with that skippy peanut butter bread ( skippy + butter + gardinia bread, LIKE DUH!)
i was damn angry
i went to the fridge
i quickly drank the packet of HL
went to the cupboard after that and took out my dinner bowl
scoop the rice
and started gobbling my dinner
rice with porkchops with the ketcup sauce w/ potato, the vegetables, the prawns
really gobble non stop!
FUCK.
then i go kitchen and gobbled down two glass of plain water
realized my right hand is still trembling becos of the shouder
until now im blogging, it is still trembling
left hand is alright now, not like just now
so. .
i get back to my seat
continue with my dinner
until i stop,
took a deep breath
realized i cant stand anymore
too full.
rest for a few seconds and went back to my room

coop myself in here.
hai.

going to eat all the mangoes later
fuck.

love cin (:


Yi Jun blogged at 10:28 AM


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