running away it makes me wild
even someone who makes me mild like you
I'm sitting at the comp hugging my darling* and trying to type. Mum, who's weirdly on leave today, looked at me and went.
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It's such a pity she has a weird daughter.
She keeps complaining that I waste my time everyday on the comp while a family friend's daughter changes in the car to go for tuition after tennis. Number one it's not my fault I'm not cut out for sports, number two I don't really like to change in cars, and number three I DO have tuition.
It's just very sad that the tutor isn't very free at the moment and told me to try out for one term, or if I really cannot cope he has other options for me.
In other words he meant "Just get another tutor la bitch, I'm busy and can't stand your attitude."
Anyhow I've DECIDED that I shall go and learn guitar PROPERLY. Since I only know how to pluck one song properly and it's when you say you love me by Darling Mr Clay.
That was after I was dissuaded by mum that I shouldn't take drums cos number one its noise pollution to them (HOW UNAPPRECIATIVE) and number two the house has no space unless you count the toilets. It's not my fault this pathetic condo is like "a hole in the wall", quoted danny.
Please don't remind me how we had to make mealworm cookies on the floor outside the LOO. Good lord don't ask.
Meanwhile I shall attempt to do sit-ups and read deception point (YES I HAVEN'T FINISHED gave up cos the front is BORING) at the same time.
And I'm someone who pisses everyone off, I suppose. GUILTEHH of all those things I did la okay. Although small but er, hurtful? O.o Oh and some of the scholars aren't that bad actually :) At least the ones me g cherie nat are sitting with. Hyar.
Can't wait to get my CARGOES next friday (if I ever find a pair I like) And hopefully my black wristband...? Anyway, the school's really weird these days.
* the guitar la, sick person
"?"
It's such a pity she has a weird daughter.
She keeps complaining that I waste my time everyday on the comp while a family friend's daughter changes in the car to go for tuition after tennis. Number one it's not my fault I'm not cut out for sports, number two I don't really like to change in cars, and number three I DO have tuition.
It's just very sad that the tutor isn't very free at the moment and told me to try out for one term, or if I really cannot cope he has other options for me.
In other words he meant "Just get another tutor la bitch, I'm busy and can't stand your attitude."
Anyhow I've DECIDED that I shall go and learn guitar PROPERLY. Since I only know how to pluck one song properly and it's when you say you love me by Darling Mr Clay.
That was after I was dissuaded by mum that I shouldn't take drums cos number one its noise pollution to them (HOW UNAPPRECIATIVE) and number two the house has no space unless you count the toilets. It's not my fault this pathetic condo is like "a hole in the wall", quoted danny.
Please don't remind me how we had to make mealworm cookies on the floor outside the LOO. Good lord don't ask.
Meanwhile I shall attempt to do sit-ups and read deception point (YES I HAVEN'T FINISHED gave up cos the front is BORING) at the same time.
And I'm someone who pisses everyone off, I suppose. GUILTEHH of all those things I did la okay. Although small but er, hurtful? O.o Oh and some of the scholars aren't that bad actually :) At least the ones me g cherie nat are sitting with. Hyar.
Can't wait to get my CARGOES next friday (if I ever find a pair I like) And hopefully my black wristband...? Anyway, the school's really weird these days.
* the guitar la, sick person
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