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04 March 2006
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Remember I told you in my last post that I can't be bothered anymore? Yep, that was how I reacted, when I was thrown out of the class yesterday for not bringing my Maths text. I walked around, slept at the corridor, went in 3e2, hugged Nad infront of Ms Tay. Like, WHATEVER. But I got really really pissed at the last minute. I called my mom with Regina's phone & complained. Well, I know I'm at fault, but you see, some people didn't go out even though they didn't bring their book. Some people who holds a high position in whateverdumbfuck committee she is in. Where's your intergrity? I'm questioning you. She might receive a phone call from my mom, or not. It depends. And if she does dare complain during the parent teacher dialogue, watch out bitch. Cos' I ain't gonna leave it laying low.I'm no longer motivated to do any of her maths homework. Tolerated it since last year. Guides always manage to cheer me up. However, I'm sorry my ladies. JO, NAD, EUNICE. =X |
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nor liyana mohd khalis.i'm always in love with pretty boys. like as if i don't learn from experience, i always give in to sweet words. and i never learn from the past. i'm vulnerable to hurt, but i'd like to believe i'm stronger than i seem. jauh di dasar hatiku, aku tahu aku masih kasihimu dan menyintaimu. namun kau sudah berpunya, kau sudah bercinta. disini kita berakhir, tergantung segala cerita dan kisah lama. wishlist
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