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Monday, November 26, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
sometimes i don understand why, why do people have to be that way, not that i wanted to help. As if i got a choice in the first place. maybe i chose wrongly. or rather, given another chance, i'll never choose to be in dnd ever. all the ungrateful seniors. like i'm wasting my smses and this is all that i get, wow nice one . like i know youre damn bloody hell not interested, as if i care if you're interested not. seriously. we went through all the efforts, and this is the kind of shit we get. thanks eh. now i know what hell it is. like damn fucked up now. now i know what's a double edged sword. i' had never expected you to be like that, but apparently youre the first one . thanks alot and i meant it. i've ssen through so many people, it just simply gets sick lah. well, i'm feeling horrible now. plus all the shit that i get. like damn bloody fucked up now.


like shit shit shit shit shit. maybe council was the wrong choice. and even this sch's a wrong choice. i'm getting damn bloody sick of school. maybe i should just not come here at all. i should have went off to vj or nj or smth, at least i wont suffer. getting dirty looks from people etc.. oh please, and i want to quit being a good girl lah , i'm never like this in school. now becasue of council, i have to ACT as if i'm a good girl. seriously damn sick lah. liike i'm bloody hell not myself. thanks ah council. it helps that much .

all i want now is to have a good rest and to sleeeeep. but apparently, i cant lahs. WTFFFFFFF.


am never so pissed off before. i guess i;m in a nasty mood this few days, don irritate me, i bite. like damn the hell.

i'm getting out of here. don ask me to do anymore stuff. like bloody helll.