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Monday, August 28, 2006
8:36 PM
FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK.
Blinking back the tears that are threatening to fall; I'm never crying for another man.
All the teachers come in and say the same bloody thing and the whole class is so sick and tired of hearing about how bad our results are, and about our lousy attitude. For those who wants to transfer to oneTHREE, please think twice, or else you'll end up crying. Siva and Koh came in today for D&T and started off with showing us how the other classes did for their D&T. oneONE's results darn good okay. And their attitude very good also worxXxXx, or so I hear.
Went to the market to eat after school. HAHAHA, Han Wee's damn nice to me today! :D He kept saying 'nice try' and 'good ball' even when it isn't while we were playing volleyball today. Oh, and MR ONG ASKED ME TO JOIN VOLLEYBALL! I've been waiting for this day for how long already! YAYYYYYYY. OHOHOH! I got 19 for my science test. :D So proud of myself. But I could have gotten 19.5! Mrs Tan insists that she can't see my B even though I wrote B. I kept arguing with her and repeating B during class. I think she got very irritated. [x
These kept me high until I reached this place where every one who has a good life calls home. Mine is dark and shallow and negative. This bald guy in my 'home' just can't shut up and get off my back for a minute or so. He has to control everything that I do even though he's never done anything for me before. He calls himself 'dad'. He has to set a password on my account on the laptop. Irritated me, so I argued with him. Then he changed me account into the limited one which means that I have no administrative rights. In short, I can't download any programs.
Then he changed the colour and style of the tool bar, it's so UGLY, so I told him nicely that it's not nice and asked if he could change it. Then after that, he ignored so I shouted that it's ugly, and he said that I'm rude. This person who calls herself 'mum' backed him up, so I'm speechless. I wish that they will come to read this post. Let them know how badly they have failed as parents.
They keep asking if I will support them when they are old. Obviously I don't want to lie and say that I will because if I can't even find a job and support myself, how can I support them? Then they start saying that I'm unfilial and that supporting me now is a waste of time and money. FUCKARD, so I'm an investment? Made me so super pissed off. I want to badly just end everything now, but I'm afraid of going to hell, so ya, I won't be dying so soon. If anyone finds me an eye sore, you can kill me now. I'm sick of this life already.
Thanks zhong Norman for cheering me up. :] NI REN HEN HAO! :D
I'm SO tired, I shall end here now. Goodbye.
-BELLELOVED. <3