In Stay-out-of-my-face mood
Early in the morning, i wake up hoping this day would flow through smoothly like water to a river. Little did i know rocks and boulders became apart of that path.
Early in the morning, i try to bring my notes to school but apparently i'd have to play hide and seek first. Thats cos my lovely mother decided to go against her son's will and clean up her room (according to her its her house so its her room). What was clean to her was messy for her child. My notes were everywhere! cept they were all part of a neat stack, gingerly hugged by recycled copy paper boxes resting on their sides. I do not know how to address this matter to dear mother and be unkurang ajar at the same time.
Early in the morning, i want to bathe after all that hallabaloo but the toilet is already occupied.
How i wish the holiday would end or that my family went for a holiday. To send emails is like to book a date with an MP or something. Actually them starting school again would be a joyous event by itself already.
How i wish reports didnt have to be typed (with 1.5 line spacing and blah blah blah) or that i had a type writer cos apparently a, and i repeat, A computer does not suffice for a large family of 8. And the thing is, even if i know my report is more important than dowloading animated pictures of penguins and what nots i still let them be cos they deserve to play (my dad included). But it sucks lah.
If i had an axe, my bed would be resting on 8 sides and splinters would fill the room like snow to a snowman. What nonsense am i talking.
I hate the time table for fridays. No even allowed to go for prayers.
I think i'll take a MC after my presentation.
Im not used to a large workload. Reports, projects, lyrics, president stuff, other shit. all i do is worry, worry, worry , woory, woryy. wory. wwerry werry/....................s'nhsg'nsdfnf
ARGH
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Early in the morning, i wake up hoping this day would flow through smoothly like water to a river. Little did i know rocks and boulders became apart of that path.
Early in the morning, i try to bring my notes to school but apparently i'd have to play hide and seek first. Thats cos my lovely mother decided to go against her son's will and clean up her room (according to her its her house so its her room). What was clean to her was messy for her child. My notes were everywhere! cept they were all part of a neat stack, gingerly hugged by recycled copy paper boxes resting on their sides. I do not know how to address this matter to dear mother and be unkurang ajar at the same time.
Early in the morning, i want to bathe after all that hallabaloo but the toilet is already occupied.
How i wish the holiday would end or that my family went for a holiday. To send emails is like to book a date with an MP or something. Actually them starting school again would be a joyous event by itself already.
How i wish reports didnt have to be typed (with 1.5 line spacing and blah blah blah) or that i had a type writer cos apparently a, and i repeat, A computer does not suffice for a large family of 8. And the thing is, even if i know my report is more important than dowloading animated pictures of penguins and what nots i still let them be cos they deserve to play (my dad included). But it sucks lah.
If i had an axe, my bed would be resting on 8 sides and splinters would fill the room like snow to a snowman. What nonsense am i talking.
I hate the time table for fridays. No even allowed to go for prayers.
I think i'll take a MC after my presentation.
Im not used to a large workload. Reports, projects, lyrics, president stuff, other shit. all i do is worry, worry, worry , woory, woryy. wory. wwerry werry/....................s'nhsg'nsdfnf
ARGH
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