I think I'm gonna have permanent pms. Don't feel any up-mood these days. Blearghz. All I want to do is to really yell at this particular someone. Someone who deserves to be yelled at, slapped and kicked round the soccer field until he realises that he is nothing but a spoilt brat of 18 years. While I am still at it I may as well add in that he's probably a chauvanistic pig, smart but lazy and everything else. To make the picture more complete, he seriously needs a reflection upon himself, attitude and all. Blearghz.
Alright. Was talking to Mum about how irritating certain guys can be, about how they are so chauvanistic and all, about how they don't bother to even lend a helping hand unless that particular female happens to be their girlfriends or something. Yeah, not to mention I complained about how horrible the majority of my school guys are. Not 100% horrible in that sense, or maybe I was just super pms-ing or something. Hahaha.
Anywayyyy. Rather slack day for me today, although morning was pretty hectic coz' I thought I'd be screwed if I don't finish up at least some Literature work for the next period and there I was multi-tasking away. Copying maths notes, reading the damn prose passage, and making notes, and trying to listen to the maths lecturer and all. And you have to come and tell me that you're bored. I am amazed. *laughs* Turned out that Mr Hunter (lit tutorial) didn't start on the new prose but continued on, at least the previous passage was much more interesting and I can relate to it. Yes, main character was a grumpy old grandmother. I felt exactly like her when I get into really bad moods. Which is rather much of a saddd case. *wry smile*
Banished initial thought of cycling over to Pasir Ris to tan myself. Too little time. Still thinking about whether to head down to Classic Bowl for training tomorrow. Fingers are itching to grab my darling ball and hurl it down the lanes. The sound of all pins crashing down still rings in my head. Mmmm. Lovely.
Thinking of heading down to the library to study a little, grab some trashy novels and start reading when I feel like it. Back to hermit crab lifestyle.
Feeling :
slightly recharged.
Alright. Was talking to Mum about how irritating certain guys can be, about how they are so chauvanistic and all, about how they don't bother to even lend a helping hand unless that particular female happens to be their girlfriends or something. Yeah, not to mention I complained about how horrible the majority of my school guys are. Not 100% horrible in that sense, or maybe I was just super pms-ing or something. Hahaha.
Anywayyyy. Rather slack day for me today, although morning was pretty hectic coz' I thought I'd be screwed if I don't finish up at least some Literature work for the next period and there I was multi-tasking away. Copying maths notes, reading the damn prose passage, and making notes, and trying to listen to the maths lecturer and all. And you have to come and tell me that you're bored. I am amazed. *laughs* Turned out that Mr Hunter (lit tutorial) didn't start on the new prose but continued on, at least the previous passage was much more interesting and I can relate to it. Yes, main character was a grumpy old grandmother. I felt exactly like her when I get into really bad moods. Which is rather much of a saddd case. *wry smile*
Banished initial thought of cycling over to Pasir Ris to tan myself. Too little time. Still thinking about whether to head down to Classic Bowl for training tomorrow. Fingers are itching to grab my darling ball and hurl it down the lanes. The sound of all pins crashing down still rings in my head. Mmmm. Lovely.
Thinking of heading down to the library to study a little, grab some trashy novels and start reading when I feel like it. Back to hermit crab lifestyle.
Feeling :
slightly recharged.