took $10 cab to school. almost late. idiotic brother turned my alarm off @5.55am sharp. woke at 7am instead. i'm angry.
reached school. lethargic and feeble body makes steps heavier today. saw economics paper. i suffer from brain damage. hopeless. out of those 80 marks it's a miracle i get a 10 marks back home. we'll see. hope the teacher be generous. if it's possible i'll bribe. but u know i can't.
cassie's having bad hair. she cut her fringe short. she can't pin them down. too much frizzy hair. she's complaining bout economics paper. she forgot my existence. but she'll realise my importance soon. she'll feel so relieved she's not having grades like mine.
reached home @ 11.45am.. check friendster and stuff. getting lamer each day. craving for fried chicken. mum cooked her home made kentucky. stupid idiot finished exams and didn't inform me. i feel so disrespected.
tried to watch tv. don't watch tv nowadays, lack the appetite to digest visual images. i find no more delight in comedies. teles make people stone and grow retarded over time due to under usage of brain cells. my brain's dead already.
back here blogging. i'm bored. wish there's no such thing as sleeping then i wouldn't ingulge in a sinful sin like this. waste time. i'm sleepy. *yawns*
{ go to hell } 1:36 PM
!about me
name:apple mei
wishlist birthday's on 21st oct..thanks people..*smirks*
l.MP3--at least 4gb and no CREATIVE please
2.a brand new wardrobe( packed with new clothes)
3.wait till i think of stuff
lastly, a stupid idiot 24 hours available for me...
i live in my lackadaisical world i call my own
but only to be tied down by shackles of education which obviously suck big time
living with complexities of life which cannot be revealed and told openly
living in self denial and drowned in my everyday lies
unhealthy living dead i call myself
i just want a simple life with a boyfriend
the desire for a simple want purely makes my life difficult to those who knows my secret
with that i rather live life a living dead.
i no longer reveal the zany side of me
maybe i lost it along the way
on my pilgrimage to maturity
i yearn for someone to open the door
one of where i came from
to find bliss once again
out in the open lawn