So many homeworks, so little time. This time round, the holidays are going to be like summer school. I must be friendly to the books 24/7. I failed Maths, Combined Science, POA and Combined Humans but I pass Malay(! Like omg. B3!). OHHH, Congrats to Yasser(!) for passing your malay. Waahseey~ Anws, I was laughing at all of my results until what Mr Foo told the class. I realise that I was just trying to hide the hurt that I felt after receiving the papers. But when Mr Chew said, he expected me to pass, I knew he had confidence in me to pass, which made me realise that I played too much to fail so much and worst this time round. Four F9s and One B3. :\ That is one of my problems.
Another problem is Dee kept telling me he still like me eventhough I rejected him already and wonder whether I'll still give him a chance to prove it. I like him, REALLY. But I am the sort of person who hates change. Like I'm single for a LONG LONG TIME already, and he asked this question. Of course, the probability of me accepting him is zero. I hate being alone, but I hate the idea of being committed. -.- And he sent me this msg which made me feel bad if I were to reject him AGAIN. "I will keep showing u hw much i admire u.. time will tell me to stop doing it after u tell me again tat i dont even stand a chance :)". Now, tell me how I'm going to solve this problem. -.-"
The third problem is, Mum and Dad aren't talking to each other. I hate being the messenger. If you guys hate eachother already, get a divorce. Both of you never try to work things out. You told me to say this thing to the other party, and when I refused and told you to say it yourself, you're telling me that you've had enough of the other party. But you said you've tried your best to work it out. ??? Tell me that sentence when you've talk to each other already. There's a saying, "Talk, but don't talk back." Did you try that? NO.
Okay, no more depress entries. I have already had enough. I'm at home doing nothing currently, all thanks to Sys for being a party pooper and thinking of her own fun. Kcb.
Byee~
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