Saturday, September 30, 2006

my 'after trials break' had been rather miserable.
besides doin hsework i did nthn.
wat makes thing worst is im rottin at home on a friday nite after trials.
askin my sis geography questions where i need 2 read d ques AND d choices.
p.a.t.h.e.t.i.c.
saddening.
pity myself n feelin darn sorry 4 myself too.

practiacally did nthn d whole day!!!!!
besides choppin cucumber.yes.im a gud chopper now.
and also washing dishes.i can call myself da chief washer now.
n i folded clothes.
went giant 2 get groceries.
WOW.how interestin.
d only entertainin part is i spotted a super hot guy in giant.white wit wavy brown hair.*melted*
n if u consider piggin which i absolutely dun think so.
wuz eatin dinner half way til my neighbour called n said she is celebrati her son's bday n asked us 2 go over.
edi ate sum meehoon at home went thr ate again+ cake.
d cake is lovely but is DAMN sweet


have u ever seen a football cake?

wonder how much calories i took?
dare not think.my hardwork on controllin junks in da past few days went down da drain!!!!
dammit.n i dun puke now.cuz i think all da pukin has LOWER MY BLOODY METABOLIC RATE!!!!



seriously.i think my body is damn anti-carbs whereas im addicted 2 carbs.
which suck cock!cuz i hate growin fat n food is my life.
life's juz so unfair.sum gals eat like anythn but stil DAMN SKINNY like my dear fren eunice wong.
eat like a giant but body damn hot!jealous!

tt's my bruised leg which i got from fellin down in mph.damn damn damn big.horrigible!

wat a nice mark d mph parque left on my leg.


sudd i feel tt my life s an 18 yr old wuznt as nice s i expected.
i din get 2 do stuffs i wan like hang out often wit my frens,yamcha-in,clubbin.
actually i did nthn of those i mentioned above.
i felt so incomplete.im like a bird in da jail.
its kinda sad when i think tt my frens can juz go anywhr they wan,whenever they wan by juz informin their parents.
for me?no.2 go out,i muz negotiate dis negotiate tt.
cuz 2 my parents.goin out once in a month is enuf.

wtf rite?its like sooo negative social life.
18 yr old is da best time 2 enjoy life,go socialisin around,makin more new frens.
instead of rottin a home most of da time,being asked

'hv u studied?'
'why u havent start studyin at 11?'
'why arent u studyin'


seriously speakin,those phrases can pissed me of straight away.
i dun need ppl 2 tell me when 2 study,
im OLD enuf 2 plan my time,
and its not like im sum dumb ass who barely pass or possibility of passin is alwiz nil.
my results r ok.satifyin i would say,
yet i stil get nagged often.
and whenever i ask 4 outin,d answer i alwiz get

'ur finals over edi ar?'
'y waste time and money watchin movie.HBO oso got movies wat.'
'y keep goin out?'

these answers r seriously utter shit.make no sense.
after my SAM finals i hv my uni finals,after uni finals i hv MBA finals.
its never endin.m i supposed 2 b a total nerd til i start workin?
its so inpossible!!!!!
its not like im stil young n immature.
i KNOW how 2 manage my time 4 christ sake!!!!!!!
im 18 for christ sake!!!! (or turnin 18.)

im so friggin emo now partly is cost is my 'best' time of da month n i couldnt even get a 'permit'2 watch movie wit kayi.damn frustratin.

'can i watch movie wit kayi tmr?'
'u juz watched movie on thurs'

wtf??????


so i watched movie on thurs i cant watch today.
which means i shitted today i cant shit tmr.

IM 18 FOR CRYING OUT LOUD!!!!!!

da more i talked bout it ,da more im pissed.
its alwiz im da one who needs 2 confirm.
my frens juz need 2 inform their parents whereas im muz negotiate,get lectured n laalalalal.
i seriously hope tt i can go australia next year.
at least da page of my life when im 19 wudnt b s dull,boring,lifeless s now.
sigh.sigh.sigh.sigh.

stupid cramp is attackin me!!!!!dammit.whoever who say u wun get cramp if u exercise.nonsense.cuz i go 2 gym regularly n i stil get cramp every month!!!!!!!!!!!!n it HURTS!!!
so guys,dun b a pussy when u hv stomach ache.its peanuts compared 2 wat v gals r goin tru.

*bas,my special post dedicated 2 u ll b comin up SOON.be patient!*




~ciaoZ~

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