Monday, August 27, 2007 21:12
AM GOING COMPLETELY BONKERS! EYAs END TOMORROW BABY THEY END TOMORROW
I think it's great that they decided to put Chemistry as the last paper. Because I have seriously lost ALL possible exam spirit, not that there was much to begin with. And because I know, no matter what, that I will flunk Chem badly, it doesn't affect me that I'm hardly giving a fuck about it because I'm seriously HOPELESS at Chem. I would be feeling SUPER guilty if it was a paper I actually had ANY hope in.
Today was spent super pointlessly. Oh, except I bought my brother his belated birthday present. But I'm starting to think it isn't nice ): I don't know, I hope he likes it. Some mustard-coloured Guess tee, but it's so apt because it has a card-like print on it and my brother, for the oblivious sees himself as a CARD MANIPULATOR mmhmm. Though I must admit, he is quite good. Better than some shitass Ilusi punk.
(THANK YOU SERENE FOR ACCOMPANYING ME AND SORRY YOU HAD TO EAT THE ICKY PRETZEL)
I encountered two really annoying old faggots today. One super fat ass in the train. And he was like super BOOZEified and smelt really really bad of like thousand year old beer. And he HAD to sit beside me of course and being the fat one he is he was totally like occupying half my seat too. And I wanted to konk his head and tell him to vapourize because the stench of his stupid booze was making me want to puke. But I didn't because I'm civilized, and I bet my hands would have started corroding if I made any contact with that beast because he's THAT gross.
The other was when I was waiting for my maid to pick me up from the MRT station because I never want to walk alone. So I was like innocently sitting down on some mm, THING that you sit down on but isn't called a chair, whatever. And this old faggot came and sat beside me and I was wondering what my luck was with old men. But it didn't bother me, until he took out this bag of seeds and started feeding the pigeons! LIKE OMG. PIGEONS OKAY. I was like BEYOND freaked out because all the pigeons were like SWOOPING to his feet and like oh god, it was just bad. Fucktard.
But like yeah, okay enough ranting. They are just old people with nothing to do in their lives (not that I'm living a life any better off). Must learn to accept martians.
Off to eat tomato soup YAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY
xx
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