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Saturday, September 11, 2004

i haven't blogged for a few days, been so wrapped up in slacking. yes, i know, i am supposed to do my essay, my web graph and a million other assignments and study for my tests. but yah, i have been so distracted that i wanna just stay home and spend the rest of my life as a potato couch.
SOC PSYH WAS TERRIBLE. I AM GONNA GET SINGLE DIGIT. ICKY PUKEY.
i just had NP Ambassadors AGM. it was fucking boring. luckily i had hanni wongs with me. or i'll just die yah. and right now, i am sitting in the library. trying very hard to blog. but no, i can't cos its fucking noisy. sorry for being so vulgar, but i just feel like screaming. i had a bad day today and i am in the library now, waiting for hari to come and meet me. then, i am gonna go home and lock myself in the room and cry under my blanket for the rest of the evening with the company of my stufftoys. yes, i just wanna be alone now. but.... argh. wtf.
shucks it's 2pm... past lunch time. but no, i am not fungry, i feel like puking my guts out. so i'll just die and i won't have to come to school anymore.
it all boils down to my ambition. i wanna be a taitai. end of story.
i don't wanna take anymore shit from school. i am stressed. i am pissed with life, with school, with everything. i am irritated. i am pms-ing. don't step on my toes today, or you ain't gonna get what you like okay. i mean it.


BimboQueen
9/11/2004 01:55:00 pm

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