*counting faces*

i am totally screwed up today. and i am in a very bad mood. this morning i was supposed to reach school at 6.55. it was extremely inportant as i had to submit the audio cd for our FM25.(a DJ station for our family day) this is a very major part of our publicity stunts and i was repeatedly reminded not to be late. oh wells. you get it. apparently, i was late again...which marks the terrible start of my not so fantastic day...

for one, ah choo slighted me in the morning. and my best reaction?
me: she want a gang fight is it?("ahbeng" characterisitic oozing. so hard to hide!)
friends:????
seriously, i really do have a very "excellent" anger management. yeah. i became the laughing stock for being irrational again. however, if that really happened, i will be expelled even before i have the chance to say the word fight. i guess that's just how the wacky system works.

the-very-smart-chem-teacher questioned me for not doing my work. and i was actually stupid enough to do justice to myself by stating i was lazy. Lazy. that's a very apt description of me basically! i was actually left speechless again when i tried to convince my friends that it was not due to laziness. i failed miserably, terribly. the words lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy, lazy kept popping in my head. i couldn't escape and succumbed to this persisent word...i was almost drowned by the sheer idea of sloth. i was entrapped and entwined by it! and the most explicit reason why it actually haunts is because i have been religiously idling my life away. i really hate to admit it. but i really am a prisoner of sloth. handcuffed and locked.

(back to FM25)

i really felt apologetic towards puny-fish throughout the day. well, not exactly. but most of it, yes. i am really thankful towards her for forgiving me so easily.

to puny-fish, i toast, i vow

no untrustworthy taxi companies
no latecoming
no irresponsibility in me
no failing memory

food for thought actually! but i'd like to achieve that! but being self-delusional is never my goal in life. so i shall go slow...

hail,
counting faces