I hate weekends. ughhhh. tuition! the fugly tuition centre makes me sick. no offense, teacher. I'm just frustrated. No friends there bah. all strangers, or acquatainces. I can't fit in right. That's why I cried mummy. I didn't mean anything else. I DID asked for BM tuition asap. It's just that I feel outcasted and all.. and I don't like being outcasted. It feels... weird. The feeling makes my tears roll. I didn't mean to make you and daddy quarel too. HONEST~ Well, at least it's back to normal now.
I hate my new hairstyle. esp the fringe. makes me look stupid. argHHH~! stupid hairstylist. I'll need to fix it up tomorrow. grrrrrrrrrrrrr. WESAK DAY ROXXXX. No school which equals too, no exams! Yay! Exams continue on tuesday. geez. The exams fine. SPM syllabus was ok but UEC was a damn bloody hell. I am sure that I tembak-ed for all the objecties, esp Bio. And here comes Physics and chem and ADD MATHS. awwwww. shit! and sejarah paper 2. more bloody shit. damn it. (PLEASE EXCUSE ME, EXAM PRESSURE! I'M FRUSTRATED HERE)
It's hard trying to be momma's good girl too. I don't really know how to cook, don't really know how to wash, I know nothing. Sorry mum. Even my studies are getting all screwed up. geez. I look pathetic now. Stupid hair, stupid brain and extra thick eye-bags. I don't even wanna look at myself in the mirror. the fugly-ness. arghhhhhh.
Singing competition this Saturday. Hope everything goes fine *cross fingers*