Wednesday, November 08, 2006
so people have been telling me to smile.
haha, i'm smiling, i'm smiling!
got back our add math open book test thing.
i only got one qn wrong.
amazingly.
HAHA, yeah.
come to think of it. i must've looked pretty retarded licking the lollipop shirin gave during maths.
TEEHEE.
i couldnt wait to eat it. HEH.
then geog. OMGGGG. TEO TEO :D
aha. inside joke.
if you dont get it, ask me.
but i cant gurantee that you'll find it funny.
hahaha, my jaw would've dropped if it could've.
i can imagine her saying.
"let's name our daughter moo moo/quack quack/woof woof/baa baa!
(and since this is geog)
hmms, let's not stop at two! let's have twelve kids! then i'll get 4 months of paid leave multiplied by twelve. WAHHH. that's like 48 months. two years no need to work, but get paid leh. OH, and then we can name them after the sounds of all the animals in the zodiac!"
heh.
okay. lame.
my sister seriously pissed me off ytd. and got me REALLY ANGRY.WTH LA.and it was over three dollars and fifty cents.yes, i said three dollars and fifty cents.extremely petty.and unlike me.but hey.i was just damn angry. for some reason of other.i started shouting at her.and when someone makes me angry.i shout. sub-consciously.haha, yeah.and i was like. YOU OWE ME THREE FIFTY.and you want me to pay you two dollars for reading you're magazine! so you know what that is.CRAP!stop being such an idiot.you owe me three fifty so pay me three fifty.i was very loud ytd. apparently.louder than usual.anger channels to my voice, hmm, interesting.and she was like. I WISH YOU WERE DEAD.
she said that.
she said that.
she said that.then we shouted more tra la la,and thenmy dad heard. my house isn't that big.and sound travels at. er. okay nvm.he didnt hear exactly what we said, just a loud voice (mine).and he was like--'switch off the lights and go and sleep.'so i went back into my room, closed the door, switched off the lights.oh, i've been lending her my pink sling bag (nb: pink is not my fav colour--it's megan's)(nb:every event after this was done in the DARK--the room light was off)i took up the bag. and i was like.i want my three fifty. NOW.i mean it.i want it NOW.NOW!haha, i must've sounded like some spoilt bitch.i now realise.anyways.i was like.i lent you my bag and this is how you show your appreciation!ungrateful bitch. (i muttered the bitch)then she grabbed the bag from me ( eh, it was heavy ah)and she WHACKED ME.she WHACKED ME.a younger sis bullying her older sister.unheard of.and hey. whack me on a usual day, fine. you know, it's just a whack. it's not like it's immensely pain and it's not like my organs are like gonna spill out or anything.but hello.somebody here is having BAD cramps.so her whack was damn pain. so natural reaction (okay i know, two wrongs dont make a right, but hey it's self defence)i whacked her bag. then she started FAKE crying.trying to gain symphathy la. HEH.i shouted at her somemore.tra la la la.and then i was originally gonna pour everything from her bag out.but i gave chance okay!i let her take the bag, and slowly unpack her stuff.then she was like taking her OWN unsweet time.i was like. if you dont hurry up, i'm gonna go there and pour everything out on your bed.and she was like NO.in her usual damn anoying, superly defiant i'm-a-loser-i-dont-care-what-you-think tone.i couldn't take it.i couldnt.i was like.BITCH.and she was like. i'm gonna pretend i didnt hear that.and i said bitch again.then she finished emptying my bag, and flung it at me.duh i knew she would fling it,then what, give it to me nicely ah.so i caught it before it hit my head.i told her to shut up.then went to sleep.of course i couldnt sleep.hello.someone just told you in your face that she wishes you were dead, and hopes you die.(she said both of that btw)i started crying.4/12 cos you were hurt by what your own sister said. 4/12 cos you felt bad shouting at her. 1/12 cos you were tired.and 3/12 because you felt awful. i felt bad. yeaaaah.next thing i knew, i was thinking how effed up i was.
so i did the next best thing.
messaged a few of the people i can count on (:
thanks dudes.
love you guys loads.not in the lovey lovey way la. sisterly love.
mmhmm!
then it dawned upon me that i was pmsing.
yeahhh. i guess mood swings get pretty bad, and she caught me at the wrong time.
i'm blaming mood-swings yet again.
haha, i dont know why the thing leaves so much space when i press enter.
yup.
wahhh. he always knows what to say. always! freaky. but cool. it's like everytime i'm feeling down or effed up, he always manages to lift my mood.
you're my sunshine! haha, sunshine cheers me up too, so yea, SUNSHINE. seeee. thats why what i gave for you for your birthday was highly appropriete, eventhough it is a little gay.
thanks again yeahhh.
it's glad knowing that there'll always be someone out there.
really.
i guess it's just a sense of security? hehhh.
oh, and thanks to ian for calling.
i really wanted to talk to someone.
but who wants to hear a girl whine, sniffle, cry and complain.
thanks to alex for really trying to cheer me up.
i fell asleep before reading anything you sent though.
HAHA, so i only read them in the morning when i was feeling, way better.
but thanks a lot.
and HICKORY (:
seriously. when you're sad, nothing comes closer and nothing's nicer than a stuffed toy. (other than a phonecall la. but yeah, thats on a different level)
hickory looks SO happy, with my nice not ah lianic red and white polka dotted earring (:
so cute. and those two things make me happy.
so yeah, hick's just got his comforting aura
HAHA. oh wells.
i'm smiling now.
though i'm not gonna talk to my sister till she apologizes.
meaningfully.
so yup!
here ends the post on the three dollars and fifty cent mood swing quarrel cum fight cum realisation.
you see this pair of earrings, they make me happy.
MOO. ian rezel makes me feel like a cow. HEHHH.
pink and white are soothing.
sprinkled in glitter.
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