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Saturday, August 07, 2004
*Single//Natasha Bedingfield
My homework situation's starting to become dire. I went to bed last night thinking about how just how I was ever gonna come up with 8 essays - that's about 40 sides of paper - worth of words that actually make some sense. Aaahhh. I'm really so so SO dead.
Got out of bed feeling completely PMS-ed this morning. Never a good start to any day, least of all a Saturday when you're supposed to be able to sleep in late. I think PE does funny things to your body. My cycle's like all messed up and wonky.
Anyhow. Didn't want to skip geog lect for drama today and I told Sherman so. BUT. There was some sort of communication breakdown which culmulated in me stomping around school with a black black face and furious tears threatening to spill out of my eyes - which did happen in the end, but that's completely beside the point. Point is, I was damn annoyed at the whole disorganised mess drama is from my point of view. And especially since this happened on Day 1 when my hormones are wrecking havoc to my emotions and body, and you can just imagine the foul foul mood I was in.
I realise that I'm the sort of person who needs order and organisation just to function well, much less thrive. Without any form of planning or when I'm thrown something to do at the very freaking last minute, my fuse just blows. It's bad, I know. I get so damn pissed, and the worst thing is that I don't even bother to hide my severe displeasure when I'm in that weird state of mind. Felt so bad about snapping at every single breathing person today. I did apologise, yes, but... Sighhh. Nevermind. Some things can't be taken back with a mere sorry.
Thankyou Chels, for making me feel better today. Seriously, when I met her at Hwa Chong, my glum mood just slowly evaporated away and everything didn't seem half as bad anymore. :) What would I do without my girlfriends maannn. Really. My girlfriends make life so much easier to muddle through that I think I'd just diiieeee without them.
Gonna meet Dree and Chels later at Orchard to get Cheryl's present. And. I have a strong urge to drop by Bits and Pieces again to buy another pair of earrings. No no. Cannot. Must control myself.
I feel myself cramping up. Dammit. I'm gonna go sleep my cramps and crazy hormonal imbalance away. Or I may just land up doing something I'll seriously regret later on, and BOY have I done enough things that've made me wanna kick myself in exasperation for my sheer stupidity. I've done enough brainless things this year alone to last me for the rest of my life, thank you very much. So yes. Shall sleep.
tag-board replies
tri: yeahh... we're such suckers for fairy-tales eh? and YES, whoever said ella enchanted's not a good show ought to have a complete head examination. i'm gonna tape down the HC school song next time you sing it. it was dammmnn hilarious maann!! only thing missing: long live chairman mao!! haha... sheeeessh. seriously. it sounds vaguely like a dumex 3+ ad. :D
khin: why's it boring? remember you're supposed to take pictures of all those cute guys in various strange poses and send it back to meee! hahaaa.... yep, i did the control-c thing the second time i posted - THANK GOODNESS 'cause the same thing happened again. if blogger had wiped out my second post... i tell you... i would have SHRIEKED.
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