just the plain old me.

it's striking twelve in the noon and im still at home, sick. ye, im sick. i'm down with runny nose, cough and sore throat. i could go to school but something made me pontent. early in the morning, at 6.45am. i rose up lazily from bed. i glanced at the carlsberg clock on my room wall- OMG! IT'S SIX FOURTY-FIVE! I'M SO LATE! i thought my stupid clock broke down. i scurry to the living room and saw the clock was 6.45am as well. i scolded my maid who was still sleeping for not waking me up. she explained that she forgot her alarm clock. what the fuck la. she forget, she have nothing to lose. but im late for school. no initiative sia she. my mother came out of her room and wanted to know whats the commotion. i told her i was very late and im sick, real sick. she allowed me to skip school today. yay. no boring school and no band! yay. i went to the master bedroom and slept with my mother. i woke my father up to ask him if he could bring me to the clinic. he muttered that he has work. i cosed up with my mother. so nice. didn't sleep anyways. when it's 8am+, mother went marketting with maid and im all alone ): found my house key haha. after they come back which is 10am+, i went to block 47 clinic with my mother on her bicycle (she longbang me la). i kept screaming cos my butt hurts lmao. in the clinic, the doctor ask me whats up. i say i want mc lol. so straight-forward xD he say what for. i say i got runny nose. he asked anything else? i say cough. he asked sore throat? i nodded. he say no cold drinks for me ): he slit the paper over to the counter and i believed the nurse took it. she gave me 3 tablet form and 1 bottle of medicine. yay -.= 1 antibiotics (as usual), 1 flu medicine, 1 sore throat medicine, 1 cough drop. bleah. we cycled home again. i tried learning how to cycle but failed to do so. so i have been on the computer and sleeping in bed the whole morning ): im bored. i hope today not much homework or need to cope alot ): pris wants to buy me the dark blue nike waterbottle but she said she couldnt find. i told her it's okay and i won't mind if she don't have a present for me. stupid napfa. stupid stupid plain stupid. why is all the napfas i've gone through after my birthdate? it's irritating. it aint fair either. if you're born before august, you're suay (like me). you will be aiming for a harder 13-year-old-standard rather than those born after august doing the 12-year-old-standard napfa. why why why! it's unfair. a few months dont make any diff right. some born january still look like underdeveloped. some born on december so tall and fit. that's one thing im mad about. another thing is, WHY IS THE FIVE STATIONS ON MY BIRTHDAY. NOOOOOO. ): that means, i have to stay back to work my body out than celebrating my birthday. evil guangyang. i hate this school!!! the 2.4km run will be on the 23rd which is on the monday i think. i'm so gonna blow my top off! the world is unfair (not only napfa). humans as well. boys... the horny, despicable, lowdown, bochap, fucked up gays. let me tell you that the males are bastards. they judge a book by it's cover when their primary school teachers told them not to. they see chio-bus, they like them. they see ugly ducklings (like me), they get pissed off. what the hell. i didn't do anything to you. the fact that only chio-bus get to have the luxury of steading in real. that's so unfair. it's not that i've never taken the initiative to confess (which i have already done like 3 times), but they rejected me, all of them. i know i'm ugly. you think i can choose my face ar? you think god brought a 'face book' with him when i was in my mummy's womb and asked me to choose which face do i want? you think can ar. that's nonsense okay. you're not all that pretty/handsome also. you gou yan kan ren di (dog eyes see people low; underestimate people; looks down on people) you'll get your retribution sooner or later. god will take care of this for me. i know. i know i am fugly, i have ap, im fat, i have no great talent, im no popular star, and im not exactly rich but let me tell you, NO ONE IS PERFECT. call me a sexist. whatever.

waiting for my braces aw. it's on the 27th july which is one day after i've turned thirteen ;D easy to remember.