| Ah, I should learn how to finally whistle. I try, but I end up regurgitating my own spit. Eurgh. Today was pretty normal. Compared to yesterday. Found out from Mei Kwan that he whistled at me. Under his breathe, of course, but Mei Kwan overheard him do so. You know, like those kinda cowboy types that whistle at those showgirls on stage and whatnot? Yeah, he did that.
Oye, Hann! I did not stare at his ass. Yeah, but I like too. Hey, he stares too, okay? Anyways, Zoey came today. Yay. I don't know why she didn't come for the past two days except for the excuse she was sick since Hann has the full details and I am not to be divulged in them since Hann's having the ' Keeper ' status. Told Zoe about the whole prank we told Nasri to see if he'd freak out, mourn or just go ' Righht ' at our antics. Qistina was all staging this faked weeping act and she said that Zoey died getting run over by a ferrari [[ added by Miss Maxine Marie Andrews ]] that was driven by Michael Schumacher and we got his autographs but somehow lost it due to some unstated reason. It was funny. And I had stomach aches laughing so much.
Ohh, Mei Kwan had really bad cramps. And I had to accompany her to the infirmary at least 2 times to get Counterpain cream. She walked so funny. Everytime I turned around, I'd have to laugh. Especially during Science, the test wasn't that hard. Honest. Mr Ng kept playing the guitar and started imitating Mr Shong. Ah, the glory of laughter and teacher rivalry. It was idiotic. Mei Kwan laughed till her face was red. And I laughed at Mei Kwan and her walking disability till I hiccupped. She was downright pissed at me and her face showed it. Just made me guffaw louder. * burst into hiccupping-giggling fits *
Bumped into Thushaara on one of our many infirmary outings. She had severe cramps. Told her not to be so stubborn and walk with us, ( Payal and I that is, who took our own sweet, sweet time. ) But oh NO, she didn't wanna walk so she just sped up and left us behind. Look what happened then. So yeah, she got exasperated and screamed out, " Hey, I wasn't the one that was staring at [[ Insert name of Vivian's fatalistic love. ]] 's ass! " I just sat there with my jaw unhinging itself. Bleh. Hey, what am I supposed to do? Act like he isn't the hottest guy on the face of the planet, to me, that is and NOT stare? And what was worse, she shouted it, in front of Sister Yong and this form 5 dude that somewhat resembled singing Pop sensation Jesse Mccartney. Yeah, Mei Kwan was practically drooling. She already has a boyfriend.
AH. Tian Rong is such a jerk okay? Dine dared me to go ask him whether or not he had feelings for her. And he said he knew her, yet he doesn't care. I can do anything you ask me to. As long as it steers clear of ehem, ehem* So yeah, Qis and I went up to him during BM. And instead of being all mushy like he's supposed to. Since Dine's a really great person. He just walks off. Godbedamn him. That useless ignorant spineless blurcase faggot! Amelia overheard some of the guys talking about it. But I don't know what happened in detail. * snorts in digust * Conclusion - Guys ;; their all immature idiots that don't know how to LOOK within. Statement - I hate boys in general. All of them. But I love that certain one.
Ya Allah, ku mampus dah. I have freaking Geog and Mand tomorrow. Which I haven't studied for... YET. And for Mand, Payal, Eleena, Nanisha and I were supposed to prepare this oral speech thing and each of us are supposed to memorize like 10 mandarin sentences. And recite them in front of the class. Ms Jacinta will be taking marks for that. Hello?! I'm in basic. I suck at Mandarin. I'm Mand illiterate. Geez man. Speaking of Geog, Hann, Haris and Leon got some letter from Rozaini. Ah, she was so panicky when she got it. She thought it was some warning letter or something. Can't blame her. We aren't exactly the most... ( How to say this accurately? ) Hmm, lets just say, we're rebellious. And Hann had a reason to fear expulsion cause there was a rumour going on that Leon Harith was going to get kicked out. We tried putting the envelope to the light to see its contents, but it was too effing thick! Haha. Turned out it was something... unexpected. Ah, congrats Mr Rozaini! I'm not gonna say anything. I promised. Lol.
Yuck. Just got back from my dad's colleagues party and they had alchohol there. Nope, my dad does let me drink. But just a bit. He said so justly that I had to start training. Have no idea why. I don't intend to be some dysfunctional alchoholic or junky. But I guess it'll be harder to spike my drink if I'm properly trained. So I took a couple of sips of my dad's wine goblet. And I nearly puked. Eww. It smells nice, but it taste like bitter shit going down your throat. Not to mention it actually numbs it. * makes gagging motions * I asked an adult once why alchohol taste like bitter shit and why adults drink it all the time when there was SWEET, SWEET COKE. That particular adult said, " When you're older you'll develope a taste for alchohol. " Well, I'm older, and it still taste like bitter shit. Hey, I was like 8 okay? Plus, I learned that people drink alchohol for the effects it brings, not the taste.
Oh God. I'm so fucking pissed man. My mum's been crossing the line and using my MSN. And to make it worse, she's been chatting to my friends. What the. ? Yeah, I know my mum uses the comp when I'm at school. But how many times have I asked her to sign off whenever I'm out? She doesn't give a fuck. She says its common courtesy. WTF?! My privacy okay? She's been accusing me of talking about things I'm not supposed to. She doesn't trust me. And I hate her more than I hate everything else. Because she doesn't respect me. And treats me like dirt. Everyone knows she loves that retarded kid more, right? And I hate that she critisizes me, and my friends. And she's being such a lousy fucking hypocrite and such a damn whiner. And - I just can't take it anymore. My family's always been like that. Go figure. I'm the blacksheep. And sorry just had to get that outta my system to vent.
I better go cram in some bits of last minute studying. Literally. Hmm, just two more days before I won't be able to see him anymore. I should take pictures. Grr. I can't tell my parents how much I like him, can I? They'll treat me like I'm some kid that doesn't know what she's talking about. I'm really going to miss him. And his triangular head. And the way he walks. How he runs. Everything. And I'm sure, what I'm going through right now, isn't just some cry for attention, I don't need that.
And I know, honey, that they say teenage love is just some kinda hoax. But just because we're kids, doesn't mean we can't fall in love.
Vivian. |
