prings of mishandlers; stuck.
monday
was a super tiring day.
three tutorials in a row.
then 2 lectures.
then SMART meeting.
and then conduct Dip. Plus activities for the class.
baby was in melaka. boohoo ):
tuesday
tutorial was horrible.
FM tutorial = don't know what teacher is talking about.
PSCM tutorial = private chit chat session and slacking session
why are the modules in this Semester so boring?
after lessons, bitchy session with baby! ((:
hahaha. as usual, there was fun love laughter joy.
"HAHAHAHAHA! OMG damn spastic. Why you so stupid, I going to pee in my pants already!"
"But their family very big what. Maybe got some government financial assistance?"
"Family big so what, 'Ok la ok la, your family so big, ok la we (govt) give you a bungalow to live in."
-.-
wednesday
baby is suay.
her alarm clock didn't ring so she missed CB lecture. (buttt, she's not that suay cuz today's attendance is sign attendance list so i signed for her. haha)
and den while textin me in the morning, her hot pink motorola just died on her without any indications.
suay right? not.
(she's not that suay afterall, her motorola auto-revived -.-)
i lost my phone at Vivo. after U600 died, my mum's ex U700 was lost.
prior to this i actually "lost" (dropped) my phone twice already (U600).
once i dropped it in Topshop and once i dropped it in River Island.
both times i already stepped out of the store already far away elsewhere, but both times i managed to find it back at the cashier counter.
this time i dropped it in Forever21. i haven't even left the store, havent even paid for the merchandise i'm intendin to buy and i cant find the phone back already!
what happened:
after tryin clothes, walkin around at the accessories section.
wah. nice zebra prints stuff, take picture with phone and show baby tmr..
take picture, take picture, take picture.
wah. nice belt. puts stuffs down, try.
wah. nice scarf/shawl. walks over, take scarf/shawl, walk to mirror, put stuffs down, try, walk back, puts down scarf/shawl, linger around.
walks over to cashier.
SHIT. where's my phone?
and i scanned the whole area i've visited after taking the picture phone is nowhere to be found.
ask cashier, also dont have.
?!?! ridiculously suay.
left vivo at 1230.. went tpy, ate, and bought super lots of stuffs from NTUC & Phoon Huat.
omg i spent a B.O.M.B.
i had to cab home cuz i seriously have no strength to lug everything back to the interchange and take bus home.
my muscles are aching.
reached home around 3+
told my mum i lost my phone and as usual, the laments just came raining down on me like the pouring rain outside the window.
thereafter i tried to do some stuffs and also, AS USUAL, the naggings just wouldnt stop flying at me, like the arrows of the ancient war-men during war times. (THINK RED CLIFF)
they keep trying to penetrate me but i think i've already toughened up my armour so strong that my mum's arrows just cant pierce through already.
but it is still upsetting, though not as upsetting as the past, that no matter what i do, you just wont give me your support, would you?
you werent proud of me when i represented school for captain's ball competition.
you werent proud of me when i won inter-class captaion's ball competition.
you werent even proud of me when i won the NATIONAL champion in translation back in CCPS.
you werent proud of me when i was chosen to represent DHS for national young leadership camp.
you werent proud of me when i went for CO performance; either you leave halfway claiming you had a headache, or you dont come at all claiming that it's a bore.
you never complimented me at all, almost never, all my life.
you never supported me in anything that i do, always giving me the wet blanket, always setting restrictions, always saying that it's not enough.
when i made mistakes, you harp about it, over and over again.
when i did things that you dont like, you just go on and on and on that i'm rebellious.
this is sick luh.
when can u learn to be supportive like daddy?
to always be there for me?
supportive, caring, attentive, listens to what i want to say, what i feel before jumping to conclusions, shares his life with me and wants to listen all about my life as well?
or simply, to love me just for who i am.
you never were.
you never will be.
was a super tiring day.
three tutorials in a row.
then 2 lectures.
then SMART meeting.
and then conduct Dip. Plus activities for the class.
baby was in melaka. boohoo ):
tuesday
tutorial was horrible.
FM tutorial = don't know what teacher is talking about.
PSCM tutorial = private chit chat session and slacking session
why are the modules in this Semester so boring?
after lessons, bitchy session with baby! ((:
hahaha. as usual, there was fun love laughter joy.
"HAHAHAHAHA! OMG damn spastic. Why you so stupid, I going to pee in my pants already!"
"But their family very big what. Maybe got some government financial assistance?"
"Family big so what, 'Ok la ok la, your family so big, ok la we (govt) give you a bungalow to live in."
-.-
wednesday
baby is suay.
her alarm clock didn't ring so she missed CB lecture. (buttt, she's not that suay cuz today's attendance is sign attendance list so i signed for her. haha)
and den while textin me in the morning, her hot pink motorola just died on her without any indications.
suay right? not.
(she's not that suay afterall, her motorola auto-revived -.-)
i lost my phone at Vivo. after U600 died, my mum's ex U700 was lost.
prior to this i actually "lost" (dropped) my phone twice already (U600).
once i dropped it in Topshop and once i dropped it in River Island.
both times i already stepped out of the store already far away elsewhere, but both times i managed to find it back at the cashier counter.
this time i dropped it in Forever21. i haven't even left the store, havent even paid for the merchandise i'm intendin to buy and i cant find the phone back already!
what happened:
after tryin clothes, walkin around at the accessories section.
wah. nice zebra prints stuff, take picture with phone and show baby tmr..
take picture, take picture, take picture.
wah. nice belt. puts stuffs down, try.
wah. nice scarf/shawl. walks over, take scarf/shawl, walk to mirror, put stuffs down, try, walk back, puts down scarf/shawl, linger around.
walks over to cashier.
SHIT. where's my phone?
and i scanned the whole area i've visited after taking the picture phone is nowhere to be found.
ask cashier, also dont have.
?!?! ridiculously suay.
left vivo at 1230.. went tpy, ate, and bought super lots of stuffs from NTUC & Phoon Huat.
omg i spent a B.O.M.B.
i had to cab home cuz i seriously have no strength to lug everything back to the interchange and take bus home.
my muscles are aching.
reached home around 3+
told my mum i lost my phone and as usual, the laments just came raining down on me like the pouring rain outside the window.
thereafter i tried to do some stuffs and also, AS USUAL, the naggings just wouldnt stop flying at me, like the arrows of the ancient war-men during war times. (THINK RED CLIFF)
they keep trying to penetrate me but i think i've already toughened up my armour so strong that my mum's arrows just cant pierce through already.
but it is still upsetting, though not as upsetting as the past, that no matter what i do, you just wont give me your support, would you?
you werent proud of me when i represented school for captain's ball competition.
you werent proud of me when i won inter-class captaion's ball competition.
you werent even proud of me when i won the NATIONAL champion in translation back in CCPS.
you werent proud of me when i was chosen to represent DHS for national young leadership camp.
you werent proud of me when i went for CO performance; either you leave halfway claiming you had a headache, or you dont come at all claiming that it's a bore.
you never complimented me at all, almost never, all my life.
you never supported me in anything that i do, always giving me the wet blanket, always setting restrictions, always saying that it's not enough.
when i made mistakes, you harp about it, over and over again.
when i did things that you dont like, you just go on and on and on that i'm rebellious.
this is sick luh.
when can u learn to be supportive like daddy?
to always be there for me?
supportive, caring, attentive, listens to what i want to say, what i feel before jumping to conclusions, shares his life with me and wants to listen all about my life as well?
or simply, to love me just for who i am.
you never were.
you never will be.
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