First, it started off with a teacher. I mean sometimes or initially he started off nice. Then subsequently, he kinda got on my nerves. I won't say who. I mean i still gotta respect him & all. But really, he just pisses me off & gets me irritated all the time.
It was the first time i felt like using my fist on a teacher real badly. First time. But thank God it didn't happen, else i guess no more O levels for me.
Then,
it was the bloody weather. -.-
& everything. Probably i was just too agitated thanks to the weather. I mean everybody's feeling the heat right.
But it was alright, i mean i enjoyed myself still.
Had lunch with my girls at Causeway Point's Pizza Hut.
;D
Then,
my anger started to boil when i saw this girl that Dion hated. (Inside story)
I so wanted to vent my anger on her but of course.. We didn't.
So then I walked home under the hot sun. Or should i say walk real quick so i could catch the bus. Okay, here's the thing.
I was supposed to rush home grab my chinese notes & run to the bus stop to meet Dion & Jeline. To catch up with their bus.
But of course, i was too late. I ran under the hot sun for no use & i missed the bus -.-
Was supposed to study chinese.
But we ended up watching Gossip Girls for an hour.
Seriously, GG. The best. Real sweeeeeeet.
I mean, i love Nate man. I LOVE NATE, I LOVE CHUCK. Dan is kinda okay.
But NATE.... OMG.
Chuck is hot too, but he's a womanizer.
So anw,
I WANT THEIR LIFESTYLE!
Booze, drugs, sex, parties every night. I want it all
Okay maybe not the drugs & sex part. -.-
So then studied Chinese.
Some stuff happened at Dion's house.
Kinda feel sad for my darling friend. You know who you are sweetheart ;D
Just wanna let you know, i'm here, ALWAYS.
Never leaving my phone. You know i'm just 8 numbers away.
Though you always call me at the wrong timing, but you know i'll still be there, trying my best to keep my ears open. ;D
So okay, enough said.
The pictures kinda represent how i'm feeling.
Thank you The Tragic Truth Of Me
Perhaps i shouldn't even be thinking about you.
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