<meta name='google-adsense-platform-account' content='ca-host-pub-1556223355139109'/> <meta name='google-adsense-platform-domain' content='blogspot.com'/> <!-- --><style type="text/css">@import url(https://www.blogger.com/static/v1/v-css/navbar/3334278262-classic.css); div.b-mobile {display:none;} </style> </head><body><script type="text/javascript"> function setAttributeOnload(object, attribute, val) { if(window.addEventListener) { window.addEventListener('load', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }, false); } else { window.attachEvent('onload', function(){ object[attribute] = val; }); } } </script> <div id="navbar-iframe-container"></div> <script type="text/javascript" src="https://apis.google.com/js/platform.js"></script> <script type="text/javascript"> gapi.load("gapi.iframes:gapi.iframes.style.bubble", function() { if (gapi.iframes && gapi.iframes.getContext) { gapi.iframes.getContext().openChild({ url: 'https://www.blogger.com/navbar/5251036075390797244?origin\x3dhttp://insteadofashow.blogspot.com', where: document.getElementById("navbar-iframe-container"), id: "navbar-iframe" }); } }); </script> yesterday you won't
Monday, March 10, 2008.

today wasnt as bad aqs i expected
but still bad
there was science which was useless
as usual
and pamela sat beside me(:
hahah, but she's such and idiot
kept poking me.
andand
she showed me her melbourne trip photos!
so nice
not fair
i wanna be her god sister
then can go too
ok wait, pause
my father's such a lazy ass
he's not even packing his own clothes
for his own trip with my brother tmrw!
what the hell?!
he's like making my mother pack for him
and his just lazing around on the chair
watching tv-.-
my mothers not even fucking going
oh my god.
he doesnt even help
he like expects her to knw what he wants
like for every fucking holiday
he doesnt need to pack at all
he just makes my mother do it
and she's alrdy pretty stressed out
at that period
she has to do everything
pack her own, pack medicine stuff, toiletries
and other stuff needed.
has to make sure nothing is forgotten
everyone would be like busy busy packing
and he's just sitting watching tv-.-
its your own stupid holiday you idiot
PACK YOUR OWN CLOTHES
FOR YOUR OWN HOLIDAY
YOUSELF!
and right now
to pick his shirts
my mother has to bring them all out
to let him choose-.-
its like my mother is his servant
ugh, whatever
hate him.
so yes. bakc to pamela's melbourne holiday!!
she's so mean
i was like ohhh,
why you never invite me
and she said that i couldnt go
hahaha.
and pamela looked really pretty in her pictures!
really cute
hahah, shes crazyy!
so yea, then after science
we did art
and shit i really think i cant do the background
can anyone swop pleasee?
i'm willing to do anything else
and make sure that is nice
but i really cant do the background
going to be really ugly!
yea, pleaseee
then went home to do more hockey archives
tiring!
its like never ending
but yea, 8 years left(:
yay!
since like 1980s
whoa.
my neck hurt after all that
then had to go for check up
and i HATE hospitals
its like really depressing for me
all the bad memories there
hahah.
so it just makes everything i think of depressing
even when i try to think happy thoughts(:
i feel depressed
all the sounds, smells
just the whole atmosphere
i hate.
since yea, THEN
hahaha!
yeap, did i mention i hate hospitals?
so took x ray as usual
and my curve increased a little i think
since the surgery
didnt expect that
supposed to be like locked in
but dr hee said it was ok.
and yay(:
my next appointment is one year later!
whoohoo
HATE hospitals
oh.
and used the atm in the
nuh kent ridge wing to transfer the money
for the pouch
hahah.
i find it funny(:
anddd, i hate hospitals
oh and i think he said i can start
doing stuff in june/july
yea.

i'm faking my own suicide
because i know you love me
you just haven't realized

i'm faking my own suicide
they'll hold a double funeral
because a part of you will die
along with me

7:33 PM

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