2007-02-27 - 8:28 p.m.
i'm free
i'm careless, i believe
above all the others
we'll fly
this brings tears to my eyes
my sacrifice
-creed
"It's a fact - great guys go for your inner qualities. So don't be someone you're not, just show off your best bits and go for Mr Perfect. Because you deserve it."
HAH! fucking full of crap. i might as well be a lesbian. because there obviously aren't any guys out there who are great enough or have the capacity to handle my HUMUNGOUS and GIGANTIC personality.
........
peh. who am i kidding man. i'll just stick with being a lesbian.
sometimes i fucking hate the guys in my class. they make me do things that i really don't wanna do. eg.
yh throws a tennis ball at me -> i beat him up
james calls me fat -> i pummel him to pieces
roland throws my paper on the floor -> i almost crack his head open with my foolscap pad
i know they don't like me but FOR FUCK'S SAKE. don't fucking bully me like i'm not gonna feel hurt after that. I AM NOT A GUY, OKAY? i may be untouchable on the outside but there's this tiny, defenseless and irritating squishy thing on the inside which i cannot heal without feeling unbearably sad. one day, i'm going to burst, and i'm going to transfer back to SA. these few days i've been contemplating running into SA and clinging onto a railing from which miss K and the SA principal will have to pry me from using a huge pair of pliers. DON'T THINK I WON'T DO IT!
oh yeah, sorry roland, for whacking your head so hard. should have done that to shiva a long time ago. or to yong hong. hahaha.
well, on a lighter note..... *thinks about spa skill A and rt oral tmr* oh wait, there is no lighter note.
sad eyes follow me
but i still believe there's something left for me
so please come stay with me
cause i still believe there's something left for you and me, for you and me
for you and me
the book is on the table
let's play, deejay!
the book, the dog, the cat, the chick and everybody omfg i could go on and on with this stupid song.
