Saturday, October 02, 2004
[2nd october][saturday][2oo4]
-_-zzz
it's 10.43pm. and my maid hasn't brought back our dinner. i am sooooooo tired already )=
was late for history again. this time, nicholas and royston were late too (the same bus!). she said nothing. and luckily she didn't walk to the back of the class. or i'll be dead for not bringing anything.
there was physics after history.. but quite a lot of people didn't attend it i suppose. a lot of guys ran away when we were dismissed (even though mr wong was already outside the class!). anyway, waited for jing to finish her chinese oral exam. then went to mcdonald's for breakfast, then back to her house.
after tuition, she played codebreakers for me, while i attempted the 1000 piece final fantasy puzzle her brother gave her. it made me so tired... i felt like sleeping at 9pm
But. i'm kinda strange. although i don't feel hungry, i'll feel uncomfortable if i don't eat dinner. and the fugging cretin is kicking such a big fuss out of this! that bloody Idiot. since he's not happy she's taking a long time to buy dinner, why can't he fuggin settle his own dinner
himself!? he's such a slut. whining over this, and he even had the cheek to ask me why i was standing up for my maid!
is he really that dumb. no matter what, she still has HUMAN RIGHTS. he don't even take her as a maid, he treats her like a SLAVE, which i dislike, so of coz i will speak up for her, you good for nothing sissy. you'll be cursing yourself when she leaves next month. no one will serve you, no one would eat your crap, and no one would give in to you. tsk. you can't even take your own drink. it's not like you're disabled or the kitchen's a mile away.
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i think i hate first love. coz.. such stories don't exist, don't they? just reflects how sad a person i am. boo.
death to all bullies, death to ZY. die slut, die!
xoxo
jocce.
10:42 PM
