Oh hello fellow humans it's my turn!
Q1. Jill smses Yee-Cheng one day "AYE AYE GUESS WHO I JUST SAW?" Yee-Cheng replies, "OMG OMG ERM ERM GWEE??!!" Jill, " NO! NO! YOUR FAVOURITE BOY!!"...then again, who IS your FRIGGING FAVOURITE BOY ANYWAY??!
Okay anyway she saw Daniel. (NO COMMENTS.) But the point is no I am not friggin' boy crazy and I do not have like FIVE THOUSAND DING DINGS AND SHINIES. And unlike the theory conjured up by Zhi Huan's warped mind I have no interest in stupid jocks either. OKAY YA NOT ALL JOCKS ARE STUPID but I've concluded over time that males tend to have their egos and body masses in like a, erm, directly proportional relationship.
Like okay ya there WAS a lot of gushing but most of the time it's just something I do to distract myself from like - the one who really matters. And I'm just generally screwed up cos of things with my father. Like I secretly hate men(??!!???!!). Okay sounds rather impossible but yeah. That's why I tend to, erm, lose it and snap and all that and get pissed off on a rather frequent basis with the boys in class. I AM SO SORRY.
And back to the who is your friggin favourite boy... there's just one lah so yeah nevermind for now. AND YAR FYI IT'S NOT THE NAME OF THE STUPID PERSON of the password to my stupid IMAGE HOSTING ACCOUNT OKAY. Like even though people become jaded over time about relationships I still BELIEVE that God has someone perfect for you. And the boys in our class are NICE and, yeah one day you'll find some girl who can take all the shit you do and say and think it's perfectly fine. And you'll feel like, your shortcomings and flaws are nothing. Cos she makes you out to be okay.
Q2. AYE ARE YOU LIKE DEPRESSED OR EMO OR LIKE JUST ANGSTY OR STH?
No I'm not any of the above and I know there was a period of time I cried like, everyday or something in class. I know some people know but some don't and some probably SECRETLY KNOW but anyway I am okay. I am ALWAYS OKAY, like I told Jill. Like shit may happen to you but like hey tomorrow's a new day and if that shit is really so SHITARDED and it depresses you, there's no point in carrying it along with you all the time. MOVE ON!
As in, I like our class. They don't act like they don't give a shit about you. And the boys always have tissue to offer (:
And yeah it wasn't some emo-relationship-related thing...
Like this isn't the first time - the whole cry everyday in school thing. At least I know what was I sad about y'know, like it was just an ongoing daily attack on my psychological balance or something. But the point is, I've been thru worse. So, it's okay (:
Oh, and I'm like totally freaky because I always try to be my own shrink and reason and even out my own, erm, emotional/psychological imbalance.
Q3. Know what my friends think you're like kinda weird.
Okay yeah I am I know as in, I am not a very normal girl and I don't really like very normal girl liked activities. As in, for example, I still like shopping, but I don't like to like shop with people most of the time. It's better off for me to be alone cos I get irritated with impulsive shoppers, even my friends at times.
And yeah there are plenty of other YEECHENG IS WEIRD examples but no point in my bringing up more. I think since SECTHREE I've given up on the whole PLEASE OH PLEASE ACCEPT ME INTO YOUR CLIQUE kinda mentality. It's okay that I like strange cutesy things instead of like all the cool stuff. It's okay that I don't hang a whole lot of fasionable accessories over me just cos they are IN. Like, hello! IT'S OKAY TO BE WHO YOU ARE :D
AND I DEMAND WE HAVE A VOTE FOR THE PICNIC-OUTING DATE!
Goodbye for now much LOVE!