So life sucks. Especially after Sister met Mdm Jas. I can't point fingers. I'm at fault for not doing so well. They're at fault for not helping totally. I mean come on, my brain might have a maximum capacity. And what do you know, during MYE period, it got to that level. And therefore, I failed lots of subjects.
So life has been interesting. Especially when I'm around my circle of friends. With Ais, Sushee, Lalat, Rawr, Ziq, Alif and Fauzi. They've been the ones keeping me away from my woes. They've been the ones who were always there for me when I needed them. And now, you're trying to keep me away from them. What do you know about me Mother? What do you know about me Sister? Just how much do anyone knows about me?
I'm not some kind of a see-through person. How deep do you know all about me? Nothing. Zero. You don't even bother to ask.
No Mdm Jas, my knowledge is not depleting just for your information. Come on, the insult you said right to face, it still cut deep through. And guess what? I don't care if my blog is being monitored or not. Get a life people, this is my privacy. If Government were to monitor it, I don't mind. School? Please. So I insult the teachers. So I insult my own school. You tell me. Who's teacher am I always insulting? Mine. Who's school am I always insulting? Mine.
I can never understand adults. It's not as if shutting us away from technology straight after meeting our teachers will do us any good. I can never understand teachers. It's not as if practicing so much without understanding can make us score straight As.
I won't need MSN. I won't need computer. But for once, will you listen to all my woes? But for once, will you listen to all my needs? But for once, will you always be there for me to carve my smile? But for once, will you be that some one who will talk nonsense with me all the way till midnight? But for once, will you ask me to do something silly yet meaningful? But for once, will you stop trying your very best to turn me into a nerd?
For once, will you just stop worrying? For once, let me worry about myself. I'm fifteen. I'm still trying to manage myself. If you don't let go, then I'd rather be five.
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Today is such a drag. 9 NCOs left because Jeremy has left for CSSP camp. And half of us are falling ill. Goodness, I hope this people get well real soon! (:
Had a brunch at KFC with Farah, Shi Hui and Nabila. The rest had to go off for Drama workshop stuff. Too bad Farah, no cute guy. HAHA!
I'm seriously so broke. 'Income' always stop flowing in during holidays. And fuck I hate it. I want to get myself a job and get out of this living hell. But too bad, as if I'll be allowed.
And yes, I have completed my AMaths worksheets! (: Planning to complete AMaths exercises or EMaths worksheet tomorrow. And you know what? I'm sick of Sister's planning. I mean come on, I'm the one leading this life. Why must she be the one planning it?
Oh and training today was rather slack-ish to me. Took the Sec1s because of lack of manpower since more than half of us had lessons. So I took Nabila's group and they are such a nice bunch of trainees. (:
Now, I have got nothing better to do and I'm super pissed off.
Through it all?
Toodles.