Feeling super cranky today. I'm sorry my friend but you didn't manage to impress me at all. You're always getting on my nerves. I get heated when u take away my colour pens. please buy your own. you got the $$ to eat 24/7 you don't have $$ to buy pens? i can share with anybody else but you. I'm so darn angry with you for not letting me play the piano for another second claiming we're late for classes when the teacher himself was late. whenever i talk to my chinese friends you always pull me off from them. who are u? my mum? you're forbiding me from talking to my CHINESE friends? fuck you.!!!! I get frustrated for not bring your own notes and…I always harbour the bloody intention of asking you to fuck off, and get out of my sight.
I am sorry but the very sight of you just irks me. You know why? because u bloody never respected my views and always have something to counteract it. i told you i feel like my tummy has become smaller as a result of me doing my sit-ups last night.
u bloody tell me, " it's scientically proven that sit-ups make fats go to your bum.''
fuck you. show me your proof. even that's the truth, it sounds DUMB.
i'll never share things with you ever again. i doubt you even realise i detest talking to you. so i kept quiet most of the time. =)
{ go to hell } 4:31 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