Today, I was sad and I didn't have the mood to do anything.
I stoned in class.
I ignored people when they talked to me.
I slept during Geog.
I refused to do any work.
And...
And...
On the overall, I was just moping through the whole of today, waiting for the day to be over and done with.
I even skipped Chem remedial and headed to JE with Becs to chill and to just talk.
Hate to admit it but I feel better after talking to her :D
Me: Eh I want to tell you something!
Becs: What?
Me: You know hor.. aiya nevermind lah.
Becs: Wahlao you always like that der leh!
TEEHEE ^^
You can't make up your mind, please don't waste my time, I'm trying to rewind. I wish our hearts could come together as one.
But I headed to Ngee Ann Poly afterwards for the video recording.
MET WILFRED,
HE'S MY NEW FRIEND.
HE'S FROM DARE.
HE'S SEC 2.
HE'S A DANCER.
HE'S A BEFRIENDER.
HE CAN'T REMEMBER THE WORD 'INSIGHTFUL'.
Had fun. He laugh at me. I laugh at him. Rachel laugh at both of us. Hahahahahah!
A 45minutes video shoot dragged till 1hour 30minutes. LOL best.
And I don't wanna go to school tomorrow..
There's English.
There's CH.
There's A Maths.
There's Chem.
There's assembly.
There's floorball practice.
There's facing all the shitty teachers..
The only good thing that can possibly happen tomorrow is mid-week service!!!!!!!!!!
Yay gonna see churchies + hear Pastor Prince preach + special theatre for the Zone.
My parents are officially the most fucked up people in the world.
I'm not doing well in Chem, it's natural if they send me to a Chem tuition center right?
BUT THEY FUCKING WANT TO SEND ME TO A FUCKED UP MOTIVATION CENTER THAT MAKES PEOPLE PAY $600 A MONTH FOR 4 FUCKING ONE HOUR SESSIONS.
AND THEY FUCKING INTERVIEWED ME BEFORE WANTING TO ACCEPT ME.
Now I don't want to go, my parents want to force me.
What's the fucking point if they force me to go but I refuse?
At most, I'm gonna skip every single fucking session and not going to turn up.
This is fucked up.
My mum is telling me all this fucked up shit when she doesn't evenbother monitoring my progress in my studies. They purely look at my results. Fine, I know results are everything, but they never see the fucking effort that I put in.
I get F9 for my maths. But do they fucking care that I almost passed my most recent EMath common test? Because they don't care. They don't fucking care and I hate this household.
I hate this fucking household.
I hate the way my parents only care about my sister.
I hate how my parents don't ever try understanding me.
I hate how my parents don't care about my opinions.
I hate how my parents think that all they have to do is give me money.
I hate how my parents only talk to me when it's about my results.
I hate how my parents don't care if I'm sick, they give me money.
I hate how my parents always ruin my perfectly good mood, like just now.
I hate how my parents treat me like I'm invisible in this household.
I hate how my whole fucking family only favours my sister.
I hate that all I have in this household is my room and my sis.
I'M SO FUCKING PISSED OFF I HATE THIS SHIT I WANT TO CRY.
ALL I DO IS CRY.
I'M NOT A WIMP.
I JUST HAVE A FUCKED UP LIFE.
BYE.
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