Tuesday, February 07, 2006


i just found out some disturbing news.
i may not be able to go to
seshaa's chalet thing this saturday.
why?
WHY??!!!
oh.
becos i have some stupid reunion dinner thing.
again.
why does it seem like
i'm always having these kinda things.
and the funniest part is that
i dont even have cousins.
that shows how small my family is.
this has got to be like the 5th reunion thing i've had so far.
Geez.

so.
like the spoiled brat i am.
i tried throwing a tentrum.
by shouting bad words super loud.
(obviously i made sure tt my dad wasnt home)
but all my mother did before she went into her room and
shut the door was
to tell me that
if i wanted to skip the dinner.
it was fine with her.
but i had to explain my absence to my dad.
sure.
sounds easy.
it's like telling me to just go
slit my wrist.
like i'll ever get to pon a family dinner.
plus the fact that my dad is going to china the next day.
so its gonna be a like a farewell, have a nice trip thing.
the question is :
why couldnt he go china earlier?
i know i sound mean and unfilial.
but its true.
things are easier when he's not ard.
like he scares everyone.

oh well.
maybe i'll jus go after.
but by den it will be like super late la.
den its not like i'll ever be
allowed to ton at the chalet.
haha.
over my parents dead bodies.
actually.
i should be grateful if i'm even allowed to go.
cos my mum knows that those chalets are not the
innocent type.
fine.
i'll take wad i can get.

anyways.
valentines day is coming up.
wad a depressing thought.
another year of growing older
and still pathetically
single.
plus.
today.
we tried doing this dumb
fortune telling thing in class.
lets u know wad age will u be attached, married, or single.
i dun get anything
until i'm 17.
means this year's valentines and next year's
will be shit.
i din believe it.
so i kept making charmaine and jerlyn
to do it again n again.
but scarily.
the results were the same.
oh wells.
at least its only 2 more years.
one n a half to be exact.
i dun really buy this stuff.
but its just for funn of course.
haha.

okayy.
dats allreally.
the rest is jus boring stuff that happens in school.
wont bother giving details.
except that
i found out that
when i'm nervous or scared, more nervous really..
i start to shake like hell.
this is not like the first time it happened.
the last time when i had to debate.
i was shaking like a leaf also.
haha.
its really very obvious.
its like i cant control my hands.
and i'm having fits.
den when i had to write on the board,
my handwriting was damn shit.
sukkian saw how bad it was.
haha.
pathetic.
okkayy.
dats all.


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