Saturday, March 25, 2006
love you love you may i love you
tell me you love me too Cher and Chel had their it's-between-us-catfight today. Expectedly, Chel went to the outhouse and cried. I'm so used to their catfights that I've got nothing to say.
I'm such a pig.
P-I-G. MS asked whether I was gonna sleep soon at 9++ last nite, and I was like insisting that I was "absolutely not tired". And then I sent another msg. "I'm getting sleepy." WL.
I'm so freaking pissed okay. I can't get AMATHS right at home. I'm not just a pig. I'm a stupid pig. And mom has to keep asking me whether I finished doing my amaths homework, so I can ask CK tmr during tuition. And her nagging sounds like some mozzie buzzing at my ear. It's irritating. I don't know why I'm feeling so pissed! I'll bet it's the pre-menstrual crap. To hell with the hormonal levels.
My head's pounding. Brows furrowed in frustration. There's this blind rage within me. Waiting to be showered onto a helpless victim. Oh my gosh. Can someone just save me. I hate this angry feeling. It's always like that. I'll get irritated at the slightest possible thing and snap at the person. It's like I act like the model bitch?
Say goodbye to the bitchy stupid pig.
i grabbed your attention;
