Tuesday, September 23, 2008 ♥
sok.i'm back. and i'm done with the ironing stuffs.heres what happen to me today: -humiliated by teacher and make me look really bad in front of class-wrote a poem-confide to one of my subject teacher about what's bothering me right now-stammered on my oral!-talk in a conv with freda,fitz,feeza and fatinfirst!humiliated by teacher and i look like a fucking god damn idiot in front of the class.everyone was laughing at my diaologue.hey.so.i get it wrong. big mistakes.but you don't need to humiliate me.and yes.i did it last minute.and you know what.some people in class just now just look at me in the you-are -a-disgrace kind of face. and i'm likewth!some times, you need to confide in the subject teachers so that they know what kind of pressure we are having today.lesson learnt: no last minute-worksecond!i wrote a poem and here is how it goes. btw, the title is a symbol of love.heartshapes.chocolates. its the buddingof relationship.rings. big, diamond rings. oh dear,its just the starting.twenty-four hours, seven days a week"it's all up to you" , "i love you too" and"i'm thinking of you".words. its just words;but it means alot too."honey, coffee would be great on this hot afternoon" and without further ado she wnt to the kitchen.Now. in the middle ofeverything;when the same words are spoken, the reply is different.Now. it doesn't matter whether he loves her or he loves another her.Ends up in separation.No more "i love you!" and "it's really up to yo my love."Now. Everything ends up in a quarrel.Every now and then,vulgarities are thrown to each other .symbols of love don't really exist these days.symbols of love turns to symbols of hatred.done by: ME.third!i confide to one of my teacher about what my mum did which was pulling me down right before my exam start.and i feel very depressed.and if i never talk to someone about it.i wouldn't be able to concentrate on studying for EOY.and when i FAIL my EOY, i cannot go JAKARTA. no pillow fight for me and marie and saji!its all started because i don't know how to do a maths question!could there be less than 3 reasons why i hate maths!!!!no it couldn't.i can't help but cry when i confide what i feel.but when my teacher propose the idea that they should talk to my mum.i was like erm. i dun think so. i dun want my relationship with my mum drifted apart.not that its close in the first place.so yeah. thts about it!fourth!OMG!can you believe it??i stammered during my oral.i was so confident before my oral.when ot comes to the real thing.i stammered and stammered and i think i cursed myself infrint of the teacher!!!hahaok. so i'm being retarded in front of the teacher.reginal is lucky the invigilator is laughing at her conversations because it means that her conversations is interesting.my conversations dod not make the invigilator lighten up at all!!!gosh!i think my conversation is damn boring uhh!fifth!i felt very left out in the conversations because they have so many memories together and like i'm the odd one out.all their names start with the alphabet f in front of it.except for..guess who!me !!!!!gosh!i am soooo kentali think they know it too.. i just wants to fit in..but forget it.i guess i'm too lame for anyone anyways(:hahathts basically what happen to me today.now its 11.57 and i'm signing off.i wonder what sblog-skin nurie did for me!hmm..lets pray its pretty!
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Tuesday, September 23, 2008
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