Saturday, January 20, 2007
i just knew today wouldn't be a good day cause i woke up saying, "fuck". the signs of a bad day. stupid renovation in the house above me was so annoying i had to watch tv using earphones. then hurried to do my tuition homework and rushed to the tuition center like some mad chicken only to find that the teacher was late.
then came back. ate. didn't expect any visitors.
dad was being hilarious today.
me: do you want to eat?
dad: no i'm too full i can't eat anymore.
dad * takes a big mouthful of my cake.
anyway its no use repeating it over and over again cause anything said too many times, eventually loses its meaning. so whatever. and i hate tuesday so much.
i need to make most of my fantasies reality now.
step 1: you blindfold her.
step 2: you jump on her back.
step 3: you take a picture.
i don't know what i'm saying.
and neither do you.
11:39 PM;