EASTER SUNDAY.
i'm like damn irritated right now. it's so frustrating. my mother misplaced my birthcert. yes, she MISPLACED MY BIRTH CERTIFICATE! you didn't see wrongly. and i need it for school, BY TOMORROW and if i don't my enrolment would be null and void. and, you know what she says?
she said that "IT'S NOT MY PROBMLEM."
HOW THE HELL IS IS NOT HER FCUKING PROBLEM? SHE WAS THE BLOODY ONE WHO LOST IT! AND I GAVE HER SO MANY BLOODY DAYS TO FIND IT! STUPID YOU KNOW? IT'S MY EDUCATION AT STAKE HERE? DOESN'T SHE KNOW HOW IMPORTANT IS THAT IS? STUPID STUPID WOMAN. SHE'S NOT EVEN TRYING TO BLOODY FIND IT LA! WHAT THE BLOODY FCUKING HELL. SO BLOODY SELF ABSORBED.
even my grandmother says so, and she's one of the most gentle lady on this earth. yes, it's that bad. and this isn't the first time she said it.
and, no WHAT AM I TO DO ABOUT THE ENROLMENT THINGY? it's so shitty. i need to call them tomorrow. well, if not, there's always SIM, right? with meiwen. back up plan. anyways, i was thinking, and it's like only a year and a half, compared to other univeristies, to get your degree. and then maybe i could just get on with it and study abroad. at least i think so.
AND WHY AM I TO CARE ABOUT THINGS THAT I SHOULDN'T BE CARING ABOUT?
and, now, i just want to cry. i don't even know who to turn to, you know? i don't know at all. it's so lost making and nuts becoming at the same time. why can't things be simple? or is it just one thinking so much that it makes it complex? i don't know. my brain hurts now. yes, that was bimboticism there. i don't know what to think now, anymore.
anyways, on lighter matters, i need a new phone. something simple. classic. elegant. the prada one? it's so hot.
RARHHHH. MY SKIN'S STILL BLOTCHY. AND WORSE, NOW IT'S ITCHY AND IT BURNS. =(
she said that "IT'S NOT MY PROBMLEM."
HOW THE HELL IS IS NOT HER FCUKING PROBLEM? SHE WAS THE BLOODY ONE WHO LOST IT! AND I GAVE HER SO MANY BLOODY DAYS TO FIND IT! STUPID YOU KNOW? IT'S MY EDUCATION AT STAKE HERE? DOESN'T SHE KNOW HOW IMPORTANT IS THAT IS? STUPID STUPID WOMAN. SHE'S NOT EVEN TRYING TO BLOODY FIND IT LA! WHAT THE BLOODY FCUKING HELL. SO BLOODY SELF ABSORBED.
even my grandmother says so, and she's one of the most gentle lady on this earth. yes, it's that bad. and this isn't the first time she said it.
and, no WHAT AM I TO DO ABOUT THE ENROLMENT THINGY? it's so shitty. i need to call them tomorrow. well, if not, there's always SIM, right? with meiwen. back up plan. anyways, i was thinking, and it's like only a year and a half, compared to other univeristies, to get your degree. and then maybe i could just get on with it and study abroad. at least i think so.
AND WHY AM I TO CARE ABOUT THINGS THAT I SHOULDN'T BE CARING ABOUT?
and, now, i just want to cry. i don't even know who to turn to, you know? i don't know at all. it's so lost making and nuts becoming at the same time. why can't things be simple? or is it just one thinking so much that it makes it complex? i don't know. my brain hurts now. yes, that was bimboticism there. i don't know what to think now, anymore.
anyways, on lighter matters, i need a new phone. something simple. classic. elegant. the prada one? it's so hot.
RARHHHH. MY SKIN'S STILL BLOTCHY. AND WORSE, NOW IT'S ITCHY AND IT BURNS. =(
posted by mandy at 11:01 PM
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