Thursday, October 13, 2005

sucked, totally. but i've expected to get them, & i think i deserve them. that's the result of being too dumb. i won't cry over them because i can't; i'll just give myself a taste of the hard pink wall of my dear pigsty, knock some sense into my brainless head, kick myself in the ass and cut maybe a scratch on my wrist, let the ever so bloody blood flow.

nah. not too good. maybe, i should try jumping off

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the STAIRS! lol. yeah, right. maybe that's the best idea. afterall, the stairs outside my so-called royal palace is very 'high'! so i'll hurt myself a lot. =D

anyways, no use crying over spilt milk. and i can't be bothered about them already. i'm no longer the studious and supposedly smart toot girl. whatever. you think i care? for all i know, i'll just make my way to combined science class. who cares if it's the last class or anything. it's still a class! i'll be able to study at my own pace then. no need to cramp shiznits into my so-occupied-with-shit brain. it's not that bad. like mel said,'it's paradise!' haha.

ohh hell. a little too hyper talkative today. trying hard to shun all those thoughts of them. was i very fake? nevermind. doesn't really matter.

feel sick. total lost of interest in school. can i not come tmr? holiday mood.

shagged. no food, no energy. couldn't make those eyes open in the bus. found a seat, automatically switched off, all the way home. now, typing, feel so the malas.

YAAAAAWWWNNNSSS!

take note.
*no use saying 1.4.3 to me. i'm not interested. get that straight. say i'm stubborn, say i'm selfish; because i am. and i'm proud of it? kind of. no way i'm allowing other people to boss me around and expect me to listen to them. i'm no dog, you ass*toot*. go to hell. shoo!

I know. 'Iz knows.

6:19 PM