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Tuesday, November 13, 2007
  My Best Friend is....

PMS!!

Never fails to remind me the bloody time of the month.

Today I got sisters quarrelling over princess barbie stickers. The young one threw temper and refuse other mickey mouse n pooh bear stickers cause her elder sis purposely took all the cinderella ones.... duhz... Had to coax her that I'll bring new ones next week and I'm left with only like 5 snow white stickers...???!!! WTF?

Then another parent, keep persuading me to change time. SORRY EXCUSE ME' N', 'O' "NO NO NO" you change one time you change many many many other times that'll either
1) spoil my day plans just to compromise
2) spoil my mood cause student will "heng heng" behave cranky on the date of change
3) screw up my timetable ALWAYS!

So No means NO! I don't mind not having such parents/students FYI! ARGH! It's the PMS Devil, so tough to control these mood swings.

Plus, Fabs all the way in Germany! I can't see him and I don't miss him cause of nothing. I miss him cause I can't irritate him at all and spoil his day and make mine happy. I'm a machoist! =P but he enjoys it I guess. Both of us are sick. or maybe it's just me. ARGH

Then on the bus way back. One stupid boy. hmmm, boy like 18-19 plus type. Boy, not man for there is no hair below thick enough to be considered a man yet... argh, excuse me when the bus is still moving and the bus driver has fantastic stunts like jamming break type.

HELLO! You're standing right beside the door, I just happen to be infront of you. If the bus doesn't stop, how am I suppose to let go of my hand to let u through? You're rushing for recarnation izzit? Bus havent stop you jump down can? Don't need to "EXCUSE ME" so loud. I'm not Deaf. You're un-gentleman and a BOY. FUCK! and it doesn't helps to have a AB Neh Neh looking at me and hinting me to let go of my hand from the pole to let the POOR bOY get down. The bus is not at all cramp and like no time to get down lo. wa lau. cb. (-_-") knn.

Singaporeans are downright uncivilised and ungracious. I'm ashamed to be one. I rather be called a Chi-na-ese than Singaporean. pui.

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