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Hectic Day
Tuesday, June 9, 200911:15 PM


Seriously I don't give a shit about what people thinks about my blog. It's my blog goddammit. Seriously I D.O.N.T C.A.R.E If you think you're all better than me than good for you.
Do mind my language. I don't really curse unless when I am on shift with my dear Yus Mccute.
Anyhoots.
Was feeling terrible this morning and called Joyce to let her know that I'll be late as I wasn't feeling well. Shollowed 4 pills before clocking in and felt better. Fooling around with Sheena and team up with her to bully Joyce.

At the end of the shift.
I Buss. Wash. Trash run
Check everything has been done before clocking out.
Rush to school.
And since I didn't feel like going straight home after school.
Asked Sheena whether she is able to meet me after school.
And together with Joy and Joyce
We met up at Bugis.
Had dinner
and SHOP.

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How I wish I could shop til I drop.
How I wish he would make more time for me.
How I wish I could meet Lulu everyday.
How I wish I could meet my other girlfriends.
How I wish my brain is like a sponge
and is able to absord whatever I've learned.
How I wish my wishes come true.
Test is at the end of the week and nothing is absorbing.
Assignments pilling up.
Cash is disappearing.
He is making himself busy.
I am going crazy.

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