Ahhh...The mundanity of school.How i hate it.Sometimes,i wonder whether school is going to give me a purposeful life.
Math lessons.
Physics lessons.
Chemistry lessons.
Singing lessons led my Mr Koh.
Daaaamn.....
Oh...And i've been sexually harassed by none other than the Prada girls.And no...I don't think Kristin loves me.LOL... It's not a case of whether I'm angry or not,but rather,I'm more scared....I've never been sexually harrased before.
Liz asked me to write another poem in another tone.I'll try....but i'm not sure it'll do.Because i'm not feeling particularly happy...or satisfied...or excited...or whatever makes me horny in that case.I'll try,maybe when my mood changes.Maybe.
Tomorrow's the battle.I'm so damn nervous.I hope i don't screw up.Cos screwing up individually=screwing up as a team.I don't wanna let ya'll down.Lets just do our best...
Fuck...I've just heard the dumbest shit in a long time.And its makin me laugh all over.Damn hypocrites.Damn you.Sometimes i wonder why i put up with all your dumb talks and bother to go all the way to the place and feel lost,lonely and empty.That's just bullshit.Plain good ol' bullshit.
OK...I think i'm done bitchin about this and that.
Later.
I never wanted it to ever spoil.
But flies will lay their eggs.
Take your hatred out on me.
Make your victim my head...
You never ever believed in me.
I am your tourniquet....