Tuesday, January 15, 2008

2nd.

I bet the readers are getting sick of looking at angry & sad posts. Can't help it though. Sorry.

Yes, I'm still in a pissed off mood and for that, I ain't eating that fucking dinner although I ate Michelle's Kenny Roger's Muffin for lunch and vomited it out as well. Thanks girl. I owe you a muffin. :)

Anyhoos, ain't got class for 6 whole periods after recess. So can anyone tell me, how the fuck am I going to score well in SPM when I can't even score in my upcoming test without going to tuitions, having extra free periods and can't seem to understand one fucking thing when doing the studying myself? You tell me. I am going to make history. :)

I cried. Yes, I fucking cried for not being able to go for tuitions for the first time. Fuck the parents. And as I type this entry, I'm still letting my tears to fall from the eyes.

Good, now I'm off to sweeping the streets.




Nah, just joking about sweeping the streets. I shall try as hard as possible to do the Chemical Equations and the Logarithms. Oh, I will also try to tell myself what Mitosis actually mean and the differences between the Waves. But if I keep failing to understand things like that, it doesn't matter anyway. Well, doesn't matter to the parents. NOT me. Yes, they claimed that from now on, they ain't giving a shit about me scoring or failing in exams. Good eh?

I will try extra hard to score in my SPM no matter what so that I can apply for a scholarship and not depend on my parents at all if possible. I wouldn't mind to stay at hostels too. I want to spend lesser time at home these days. Home is not a home to me anymore. I'm not allowed to go to tuitions but my siblings are allowed to do so. Talk about being fair towards kids these days. Yeah, you can now kiss my foot.

Had my first Maclay house practice. Ran for 100 metres and managed to get 2nd outta 5 person this time. I swear I had no idea how I actually managed to do that as I usually finish 4th. I'm a lousy runner. This is a good start and I shall train myself to do sports more these days. Now that the SPM is kinda hopeless. :)

Or maybe I should give my full attention towards my piano lessons. :)

SEE? It's not the end of MY world yet. I have choices. Yeah, and if you wanna know how the shit I feel now, play the song Welcome to My Life by Simple Plan.

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