hadley's a maniac. she ran across the road like a crazed person.. and karmila and i just stood there, staring at her.
me: oh my god. hadley's crazy..
karmila: were we supposed to follow her?
we are very kind ppl. we helped bring an elderly couple to the wisma taxi stand. we even helped them carry their newly bought microwave oven. ppl kept staring at us... we ttly looked like idiots. but its okay.
school was fun!!!! ahah.. mr yeo kept making a fool of himself. ginni is so rude to mr yeo... but its ok dear. mrs tan kept telling us retarded ghost stories... teo's very scared now. haha.. and weiqi was troubled. * hehe*
weiqi and i went to town after school today!!! yay!! so long never go to town. we watched spanglish.. quite funny. we smuggled the panda biscuit and the party animals into the cinema. we had pasta for lunch.. was starving while waiting for our pizzza.. and the staff kept serving us with the wrong food. so irritating. and weiqi was like:" whatever... we didn't order that. but u can just give it to us for free if u want to." we talked quite a lot. we walked quite a lot. it was quite a fun day..
oh yes. teo.. take care of yourself k? love you dear.. see you in school soon..
i hate it when people act like they're all high and mighty. do you seriously think that you're the freaking queen of this godamn world? i seriously pity your childish and immature brain if you do think so. i mean.. yes, we all know that you're fabulous, you're glamourous. and we all know that you're a bitch. i'm sure you know that too.. but is there really a need for you to publicise this information in front of the whole world?
am i invisible? please someone tell me if i am. its like i'm not even there. you can keep going on, talk to everyone except me. go on, pretend that i'm not even there. please continue with your perfect attitude, your perfect walk, your perfect talk. because to you, everyone except you is flawed. you're so self-centered that you think that only you can be troubled, only you can have problems. and that everyone else who's troubled should just forget their troubles and grovel at your feet. what makes me sick is that there are actually people who are willing to grovel at your feet, there are actually people who are willing to make you the centre of their universe, people who encourage you to be the spoilt, whiny brat that you are. what makes me disgusted is the fact that you actually enjoy it.
i'm not a freaking toy that you can just use as when you like. i'm a person with feelings. you can't possibly understand that because its just not in your dictionary. sometimes you make me wonder if you actually know what its like to be human. maybe not i guess... because you're a saint of course. a gift from heaven, sent by god himself to save our souls. i guess this means that i'll have to pray for you every night, so that your soul won't burn in hell.
i hide behind a mask every single day. why? because that's what everyone wants to see... no one really knows what's going on in my mind, what i'm feeling in my heart. no one really cares.. they definately don't bother too listen or find out. its really sad that the door's always open, but every one just walks past it.
hhmmmm.......