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date: Monday, December 29, 2008
title: oh no
time: 3:37 PM
What.Am I awake now? Oh, I am. Crap, I hear school approaching. Don't get me wrong. I love projects (wtf?) homework (WHATTHEFUCK?) and exams (WHATTHEBLOODYFUCKINGSHIT?). But, I hate my class. Bahh. My school, yeah, is full of mother 'you just got owned'ing people. Why didn't I study hard enough to get into the school my mom wants me to go into ._. Shan't say it here, lest someone kills me. My class? Oh, don't you mean those horny gay bastards who touch each others genitalia just because '[they] want to check'. Bah, get me outta that place. Oh, and just because drawing is my hobby they automatically expect ME to do their ART HOMEWORK for them. What the fuck? Do I look like a maid to you? And don't give me that shit about calling me artist because I AM NOT ONE. It gives me a bad image because it looks like I'm the only one who's good in art, and that I'm mean when I don't fucking accept your offer to do your damn homework for you. You bastards. The only people that I respect in that hellhole is my small circle of friends like Wesley, Aqmal, Thomas and Chang Wei. 'cause they actually care for me. Yeah, I get it, you asked what was wrong with me, but seriously, I know you guys want me back there (WHEN I WAS FUCKING SICK) to do your art homework, but this has gone too far. That son of a swine (shan't say who, for privacy. I don't want my actual FRIENDS to insult him) even went as far to say 'eh, 'cher, this guy also from our class leh, how come he no need to go leh?' whenever my class went to the library. (Oh btw, during my period of 'sickness' I stayed in the library during school hours) (I know its December, and this rant is a lil late, but my mind's clear now.) My school? Yeah. Now, I'm dreading the day I step into that campus and see people look at me and chuckle. Bastards, do I look like a source of entertainment? What, you don't have any source of entertainment at home? Oh, you poor things. Betcha parents died from AIDS. Has the virus corrupted your minds too? I can't believe people like them are still alive in this world. Pfft. Oh, you like my name? Is that the reason you keep calling it whenever I walk past you? Thank God for my so called 'adjustable attention span'. If I didn't have it, I would have just collapsed and cried there. Psh, douche bags. Yeah, this is a rant. If you haven't noticed. Now, 'scuse me while I go vent my anger on the Flood in Halo 3. |