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i'm a tees & flip flop kind of person. a writer, at some point. i live, eat, breath sports & i don't give a dirty shit about your perfectly manicured nails & your two layer cake make up.

yes, i'm stubborn, rude, deceitful, aggressive and a critic. if you can't handle me at my worst, then you sure as hell don't deserve me at my best.

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18 September 2007 2:45 pm


way too cranky.


iam currently lying on my bed, the lappy by the side, with the song, everywhere i go on repeat mode and probably with dozens of crushed tissues all over the bed. no, iam not cying because i fell out of love you toot.

shit. this fever and flu is f*ng killing me. iam getting f*ing cranky and annoyed. just f*ing stop it. i totally ruin my chemistry paper since i f*ing spend my the whole of last nite sneezing my ass off and having roller coaster migraine. the paper was so f*ing easy and if i was not sick yesterday, i would have f*ing scored like shit. & in the morning, i force my f*ing brain to work and did last minute revision but all the brain could do was just to sit there and laugh at me. & i cant believe even my mom ends up scolding the shit out of me because i was being all whiny and frustrated that i was unable to f*ing study my shit off. haiyoh. its prelim lah mummy. prelim! iam not like the lil ones. i want to score get it? SCORE.

& the hall aint helping at all since it was like what? 16 degree in there? what is f*ing wrong with the school? dont get me wrong, i do love having air condition in the hall but come on, you dont have to on ALL of it right? talk about saving energy. wow. so much for the 'saving' ey. pfft. urrm ok. why the hell am i taking about the bloody air-conditioner again?

& the flu pill aint working, yea the strong&small yellow tablet. i think i took more that the amount that was suggested. i think iam gonna die of overdose i tell you. DIE. oh well, i dont care if that happens anyway. iam definately taking more. i feel like screaming my ass off. iam sorry if i was being cranky here. cant help it lah dear.