Major revamp needed. The fuckin computer, blogskin and basically every non-living thing that I'm in contact with. Some day when I've mustered enough courage(and not regret my actions), I swear I'll pick up the monitor and smash it against the wall. The fonts are ugly. The resolution sucks. And I can't do fuck shit about it cos some smart ass is in control of this whole system. And it's not me.
Persistent problems with everyone. Now I only have 20 bucks to survive for I dunno how long. Blogging has lost it's appeal, hence the irregular blogging. Of course I've been getting work done. That's like the only thing I'm satisfied with so far. Hah.
Even in school, my blood boils. The fuckin ahneh behind me makes so much fuckin noise it's driving me nuts and so does the incompetent chem teacher of mine. Steps into class with a face blacker than mine, saying that he's super busy trying to print solutions for us. Mind you, they can be found behind every goddamn tys. I told him off subtly. Hopefully his command of the English language is good enough to fathom my sarcasm. Not like mine is up there. So if he doesn't, he must really suck. He's bound to get sacked soon. But he's not the main prob. The ahneh is.
The fucktard and I cannot get by one day peacefully.i.e, no bitching in tamil/whatever language on her part and me bitching back in chinese,hokkien or simply calling her a fucker in her face. Her side kick is like how gross and dirty! Make that both. They don't wash their hair everyday, their socks are grey(originally white pls), uniform looks like it got dumped in the rubbish chute and they only went to retrieve it 1 week later. Don't let me go on about the whole attitude and stinkiness. The stench is just simply unbearable.
I know I shouldn't be bearing so much grudge and hatred since school's officially ending on friday. But. There's no but. Shut up.
All she does is talk to her bf(or so we assume)on the phone, takes off her socks and shoes in class, speaks in a barely audible tone and then end up crying. Spare me the drama. Whoever is sloppy and absolutely filthy cannot be my friend.
Yeah. I sound like some brat thinking that the whole world's yearning to be her friend. Seriously, do you want a dirty friend? Make that dirty, smelly, irritating and speaks even faster than tricia and I combine. No right? So keep those comments to yourself.
It's not good to pretend. No it isn't. It brings about awkwardness. Isn't it so troublesome to bring the mask everywhere you go? So, unless I value the friendship alot alot alot, I won't bother acknowledging your presence. Just like that ahneh and her side kick and many others. I just love my AFs and some of the non ahneh girlies in my class. And a few other guys. Not that fatfuck whose name starts with a T, or that psycho j1 "stalker" who's morphing into someone. Scary shit.
Basket case here. Pardon me.

To be hurt
To feel lost
To be left out in the dark
To be kicked when you're down
To feel like you've been pushed around
To be on the edge of breaking down
But no one's there to save you
No you don't know what it's like
Welcome to my life
-Simple Plan:Welcome to my life-