someday you'll find

yay.

an insult is not an insult if you choose not to accept it. conversely, that person keeps the insult to himself or herself.

not that i mind people saying fuck, since i do use it quite often (-not- like water or anything that unviscous allright. i dont.) myself. but please do exercise some restraint over your very H self. you BI. FB. UH. anything lynn would come up with.

i dont see whats the point of talking nonsense about jo anyway - it doesnt really affect me. i mean hes just another one of your gang of friends, just not as short. and honestly, i feel sorry for him.

so yes. please. go on and continue living your life as scum and maybe one day you can move and live near me in my little slump and we can all be scum together. freak.

lately the stress of the exams have been washing upon me in strong waves. like a tsunami, except there's no calm before the storm. its like things are getting worse and even if you know it, you can't stop it. how sucky.

firstly if you're going to step on my wrist and probably might've snapped it if i weren't so fat, at least have the decency to say sorry. naybermind. i dont need apologies since they're not going to make my wrist any better. and no, no, who the hell needs a functional wrist to play the piano or violin anyway?

grats eunice your exam is over. you'll do perfectly well. i hope you get a distinction. jasmine too. yeh. i'm fine with a .. well. haha. double merits? if possible huh. i wonder. i'm sorry dr wong and dr teo for the horrifying scales. and i'm losing my voice. maybe i should just not talk for the next month.

Labels: music, rants, school

posted by jallyre @ 8:49 PM