Lets forget the negatives.
5.30.2005
@6:58 PM
i think i have been crazy lately cox i cant handle problems really well.n being crazy is just a wall for me to hide my fears, feelings and myself... i wish i could have the power to be invisible so that no one can see me sad... feel so uncomfortable to share my problems...i wonder how people do it sometimes..tell people their fears...im so ..i dunnoe..id like to keep it within me...sometiemes i just lashed it out on an innocent ppl...*grinx* sorri yeah dat ppl out there...the oni way is thru this journal.but i dun wan anyone to ask me abt the problems i have stated...please..i just dun wan to face it..i guess dats ma weakness...haiz....
well sch was fun today..hehe went to BK...then ask that useless saiful to help us do...but he DINT..sto0opid ass... haha..hmph well never mind...heheh all the gals did it as in me juli n nana...heheh we did great...dan too...we scored A1...wanted to celebrate...but team 5 got better than us we just lay low fer the moment...stop grinning pris!!*hmph*..yeah..
came home....mum waws in a bad mood..din wanna push any further... den i saw something!!!
madagascar cute CUTE lil squirrel or whatever they called it...my sweet lil bro gave it to me...hehe so cute..am playing wit it rite now....dad came hme...was in a bad mood i guess..but i di something sto0opid actually...felt sto0opid but it made ma dad laughed...
this is waht happen...was playing with the squirrel..so let it go and it zoomed ard...so mum called me to the kitchen...then i ACCIDENTALLY OK? ACCIDENTALLY stepped on that freakin squirrel and fell face flat....sheesh..how sto0opid di i look infront of my bro n father...that was totally embarassing....
heh....well it was worth it...when that lil UNSHUT UP OF A BROTHER came to kitchen n tell the whole story melodramaticly...the whole kitchen roared wit laughter...ahhaha..sto0opid me..
hmm what else..oh yeah for this week i think i wanna hear mly songs...after remembering a teacher callin me an insufferable mly student...haiz..better buck up...
Merci poure, le triste