Monday, August 29, 2005
rehearsal over.everyone pissed.
you left.
i can understand.
you left,
and threw everyone to us.
and we rearranged things.
which gave more troubles.
you, too create problems.
nevertheless, you never think you are wrong.
not everyone has to give to you,
like teachers do.=)
"girls are like that,"ly said.
and i realised how bad his impression was.
fine.
wasnt in the mood for anything.
back home.
dinner.
was just 2 pathetic bread.
i was munching on it,
in front of the computer.
a BIG FAT F9 was enough to spoil the day.
that was maths.
i expected it,
though the empress wouldnt get too happy.
and a fucking C5 came.
FOR FREAKING ENGLISH.
and suddenly,
i realised,
mass com was actually so far away from me.
chinese test failed.
no excuses on how difficult it was.
i didnt study as well.
how stress school was,
empress couldnt understand.
this term,
i wonder if parents have to get report cards.
and i can imagine what she has to say.
fuck.
mass com dream floats away.
meanwhile, some pics before fucking things arrives.
i'm proud of my artefact.=)
plus some people who made me day.=)
