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Thursday, April 21, 2005
" Learning, hurt, jealousy and all that there is.. ; 6:47 PM "

Today I am in no mood to say hi or anything or even introduce the damn day. It was alright I guess. Today was sports day..yes, the day I dread almost 99% but it only makes me feel better when I see some of the oldies who have gone to secondary school already. This day was just fuckin....okay, fuckin BAD. I hate this day and nothing has prepared me to change my friggin mind anymore. I'm not convincing myself. I don't care what I feel or think because I know, all the main things are out of my way and have shook hands with other people. All the praises have avoided me and spat at me but flew to other peoples' doors..

I'm not purposely being rude for the sake of a bad day or anything. I just can't express myself in any other "happier" way. It's a universal fact for me I think, even though I'm sooo UNpopular. Charmaine was really..well, peacockish today. Very proud. Well, I can't bitch about her being an ass or anything, cause' she HAS something to boast about. Unlike me. And well, I hate her..DESPISE her really. Hema did really well..winning the individual champion (tied with nisha n charmaine) and alot of other medals. Cool..

Asuyammmmmmm. Sad old me. I can't help the feeling, okay? I am now drinking Ice lemon tea and I wish I were drinking liquor, LOADS of it to make myself bloody drunk and I just feel like sleeping. I'm sooo wayyy underage for that sort of thing. But, believe me, I'm not ever goign to think about that when I'm older. Shit.

This day SUCKED mainly because I didn't help out dido in any way. So who the heck cares? I do. Duh. But, it's like I'm shaya asuyam only. Because of L. lah!!! The person I freakin LOVE, likes her!! I'm devoted to that guy, okay? And I could just run out of my seat and go help him in any darn situation. Just oh lord, give me the guts to do that! Sometimes, I hate myself for being such a coward around bebz, when L. finds it bloody easy to just FLUTTER her darn eyelashes. UGH her.

Fuck fuck fuck. I hate this dayyyyyyyyyyyyy

You see, I have alot to blog about right? So much..lemme continue my sadness..if you don't care, SUCK U

I've come to know quite alot today. The main main mainnn thing should be that how much people adore L. Well, sheenzie was like talking non-stop about her near the figaro cheer-box-thingy (LOL!! CHEER BOX?!!?!?) and I wanted to make her shut up. I smiled alot..maybe too much before I could just frown again. I want to ask sheen to shut up. But I couldn't lah. I'm too much of a softie. Maybe she idolizes L. or something. Oh gosh! She couldn't shut up. L.L.L

SS was praising her you know? Luckily I wasn't near the stupid figaro cheer box thingy the whole day or I would've died with my tongue on the floor! H also praise her! L. didn't see me, phew phew phew.

Btw, I took loads of pictures of our mascot (fairuz) who was dressed up as a peacock. Dido won house CHAMPION!! But, I didn't contribute. So, nevermind. O.D.W.I.A.I.S.S.I.W.B.O.O.T.F.G.!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I GUARANTEE!! 100% AND I WON'T LET THAT DREAM SLIP.

Paunch sux.
I HATE THIS FRIGGING DAY!! IT WAS NOT HAPPY..EVEN THOUGH WE WON FRIGGIN HOUSE CHAMP.

I'm fed up
pissed
annoyed
sucked up
frrrriiigggiinn PISSED

Leave me alone assholes, who are in school because your faces make me wanna barf and the person I love like what doesn't even acknowledge me and today I was so embarassed because of how he looked at me! Can't you notice me when I notice you SO much? You can't do the simplest things for me. I mean, I know you don't know my feelings or anything. So what the heck? If you are not the one for me (which I think so..because now, I feel that way,) Never mind. I know I'm friggin fat ok? It's nothing surprising. Well, yeah, you're a STAR.

:'(



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