Typed this at |4/17/2007 05:36:00 PM| on Tuesday, April 17, 2007
you can thank your lucky stars, everything i wished for will never come true -
sending postcards from a plane crash (wish you were here)
i will try and type this out in a very angsty, straight to the point,quick way. please do shut up about 'AUDI ROCKS, O2 SUCKS' especially from huichun, clara and the like. i really do not need this SHIT now.
got an angst boost from someone today in speech day rehearsal. said the person whom i like doesn't like me.
it also talked to me about studies, subjects and other stuff. its funny how english people can go to hell if their maths is bad and if maths people fail their english, they still have some fucking hope.
why is this?
why must english oriented people can go to hell if their maths is bad and not vice versa? damn it. and my mom also said that if i fail maths, she's not gonna care about me anymore. even my father said so. i already feel that they are hating me already with my sister being 'oh-so-perfect' along with her fucking
CLASS MONITOR badge.
to put it across, i think NO ONE WANTS TO LISTEN TO ME. hard cold truth, you gotta love it. D: and if you think my parents will want to listen to me, you're wrong, badly.
it ends tonight.
