Okay, I'll just quickly summarise events the past few days.
Saturday: I went SHOPPING! Wahahaha. Yeah I know. But this is what happens when I become too deprived of entertainment too long. In the end we bought bags, clothing, belts, accessories. *grins* Oh how I love it. Shopping, not at malls, but at the shops along North Beach Road and at People's Park.
Sunday: Went tuition very reluctantly, though I always scold myself that its for the better, duh. Then Becky came over and we sat on the swing and it feels really good. It totally lighten up our moods. Then watched America's Next Top Model like lunatics.
Monday and Today: Well as you know, its just getting back our Prelim results. Yeah you wanna know how I did? I got B3 for almost every subject. Except for English&Biology-B4(I seriously hope Mrs Ling would find something to push my Bio up to B3) And Math-A2. Which is to me quite schocking. Cause I focused on those heavy memorising chapters instead. Wierd. Yeah, so now my L1R5 is 18? YECH. And Damai doesn't moderate. DOUBLE YECH.
Did I ever tell you how much I hate taking the bus? Not to mention especially alone, which lately, is in that case. Well so today after school was waiting bus to go home. Then I saw this lower sec guy wearing home clothes talking with his group of friends some Damaians at the bus-stop (I think he's probably not from our school? Cause I never seen him before. Heck I don't know even know half of the lower sec in Damai) So let's call him Mr SAB, aka Stupid Ah-Beng. (at least he acts like one) Yeah, so MR SAB was chatting and chatting with his friends. Then the Mr SAB sticks his head out to the pavement and spat. HELLO.
Nobody likes an *******. I was so pissed. Selfish bastard. If everybody were to spit like you, you would probably be wading down the streets with people's spit. Gross. Spit like those Ah Peh, then he started acting cute by what's-the-action swinging his body side by side though his feet didn't move. You know. And then he turned and spit for the second time. Wha-?! Oh man. I was so tempted to slap his mouth.
When you stopped caring as a friend, I guess I did too. Feeling's not very nice eh? But I got used to it.
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