i cant believe that father of mine can talk crap to me about what not the right time for a bf. yada, yada, yada.
what's his crap abt that? disappear to malaysia for 6 mths, leaving my mummy all alone to support the whole family (not as though him being here would help nw). then suddenly come back, scolds all day long. what's his problem? he can kill me for all i care, i'm staying with marc for as long as i live.
he'll just have to live with it.
enough of those not-worth-my-time things.anantha changed my seat in class to in front of the teacher's table. she said many teachers complain that i talk to much to poo. so why cant she change poo's seat? i conclude that she's in love with poo. tsktsk.
maths test was FUN. first time i've ever felt i could get an A2. HAH. that'll prove my ass father wrong.
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