arsenal won 3-2!
after being reduced to ten men, and two-nil down at half-time

a kind-of scrappy win, i think
but i'll take it
and it was funny at times!
like cesc's pinballing shot
hahah

anyways...

I wanna marry Soren mongkongtong King!!!
hahah
sorry, that just burst out of me
he's just so cute!
especially in specs and a shirt
dashing!

ok, so i'm going crazy over a dude on tv who's a muay thai fighter
a bit too out-there, i bet you're thinking
but he's so nice to watch

la la la la la la la la la la

lookth like fina ith inthane!
lithp; fina ith lithping!

hahahahahah

so totally unprepared for school tmr
i'm going to die.

fina.

do you know what time portals are?
in the movies, it's this gateway through which you leave one world and enter the next dimension
where everything's the same, except... different

anyways, that is what my contact lens experience has been like
not the first time though; the difference has been more pronounced this time round
when i enter the toilet to put on my contact lenses, i have my glasses on
and then when i leave the toilet with the lenses on, everything's bigger
and way weirder
hahah
like the toilet changed my view of the world

and it's so freaky! everything just seems too freakishly big!
my hands, my feet, the plates, A4 paper- all humongous!
i keep thinking that my feet have grown overnight
and it looks too big to me
i don't know about other people- maybe it's normal for things to be that big?
but not to me
i literally was myopic
and have gotten used to living in a smaller world

i don't get why keyboards, which look bigger in "contact" life, have to be so big
they looked fine and were just as easily usable when they were smaller in "specs" world

anyways, i don't understand how people see things
isn't everything too big for logic to you?
it is to me
hahah

fina

The Tale of The Demise of Fina The Do-Good-er

yup, people from my class, i did get scolded by ms k today
for disrupting lecture
with roy
never happened before
and really, it shouldn't have!
not that i'm bitter about it
i didn't do anything wrong
just showed a thumbs up to roy for him doing well in lit
and then i got caught
and she asked the both of us to sit right in the front of lecture
nothing too bad though
heh

what if...: A06 had been allowed to come into lecture?
there wouldn't have been space for us to sit in front
or would us getting caught have even happened?
because any change in any event can mean a change in outcomes

darn
oh well
first time for everything
maybe i should pierce my tongue, next...

(joking! duh!)

=(

*Fulltime* update

thoughts continued:

1. Arsenal have lost for the second time this season, 2-1

darn...
i'm kinda bummed
exciting game though
walcott didn't make an impact
van persie seemed off
adebayor shouldn't have cut his hair!
hleb was on-off
fabregas! still good
almunia still fabulous

2. bacary sagna scored a goal

yay for him!
first goal ever!
and the first goal of the match
good for him!

3. sagna's worm-like dreads

i wonder what they're made of...
they're blond
unlike the rest of his hair
somebody else's hair?
no matter; he still plays better with long rather than short hair
he played badly when he'd just cut his hair
and when he put those fake-dreads back on, he started playing well!
maybe ade should do the same...

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*Halftime*

my thoughts so far:

1. Yay Reading won yesterday!

they really deserve a break, these hard-working guys
and they're not that close to relegation anymore
yay!!!

2. poor liverpool lost 3-0 against man u!

mascherano sent off- wrongly so in my opinion

3. i hate christiano ronaldo's face everytime he scores a goal

freakin' smug

4. robin van persie has funny chicken arms!

his arms are always left behind,
whether he be running, or kicking, or falling over
you know, like when he's running,
his upper arms will be tucked in, forearms pointing outwards
like chicken wings flapping!
no offense to robin- he's possibly the most good-looking guy in arsenal
(yes, not cesc; cesc's just the most adorable)
but he's just so funny!
it's like he's so tall, and his arms are so long, that they're just left behind wherever he goes!

5. hleb looks sickly

i've always thought this
he looks like a combination of sick/frail/anorexic/malnourished/benign
but he's just so adorable the way he is

6. almunia is darn good!

i love emmanuel almunia: he's my hero!
goalkeepers are always so underrated
but i now realise how hard almunia works, and how good he is at his job
i *heart* almunia! (and cesc; can't forget cesc)

match not done yet
seeyaz!

i guess now that i think about it, the bbq yesterday was one of those occasions where i remember the good stuff only

yes, i was aware that a lot of not-so-pleasing things happened
like falling on the playground and hitting myself on the metal rungs, or dropping my garlic bread :(
hahah
but the rest of it was fun
even with the little clique-ish divides

keed got pushed into the pool
which was anti-climactic
heh
darn, it was supposed to be a nice swinging-fling into the pool
but the guys chickened out
could've gotten a good picture out of that, too

dan, jerrald and i seriously, seriously tried to have an intelligent conversation
that didn't involve cheese or bimbotic-speak
but we failed miserably
dan ended up talking to herself about the econs lecturer
while jerrald was doing who-knows-what
and i just stood there thinking of an intelligent expertise i can talk to myself about

results: the mixture of our three dna in the air when we talk is just too potently IQ-decreasing. we're bad for the world. kill us off, please.
mwa-HA-HA

blergh

anyways, today i woke up with a soaring headache and a dripping runny nose
still smelling of bbq smoke
went to the bookshop
but i wasn't of much use there
so i went to granny's house and slept
all the way till 8 pm

that was how my day was spent
and i don't regret it one bit
because it represents NOT having to study

hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha
that, my friends, is how BT1's demise make me feel like doing
i shall indulge in it once more
hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

fina

"Isn't anyone interested in a bar-bie-que?"

yay it was fun! a fun fun fun bar-bie-que!!
i am still glowing from the welcome aftermath of the bbq

i didn't get to stay out beyond 12 am
but that was because my parents fetched me on their way home
if not, i guarantee i would have achieved my goal of 12 am
a rebellion against the gender and racial restrictions placed upon me by the societal forces

stop, STOP! no more literature!!!!!!

hmmm.... bowling next, guys?

finananananananananananananananana

(if you see many "na"s, you know i'm happy!)

(pictures will be uploaded as soon as i develop them =))

yay BT1 is over!!!!

(and with that, my life too is so over... results, rnsults, insults to teachers... )

three days of walking in the rain + red bull-drinking has gotten me stuck with a runny/blocked nose at a time when it's completely useless...

I was hoping i'd get sick before maths paper, at the very least

but i didn't; so...

bar-be-que after this

have to leave in an hour or so to get on 966

hmm

not in a mood to type much

i hope tonight turns out to be fun

fina

yo! i'll be sleeping in a few minutes, then waking up and studying...

but before that, here's a very cute video of a dog called sophie who eats air:



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and for all mariah carey fans! this is one song i've gotten stuck on for the past few days, and it's super, super, super funny!
it's supposed to be "without you", but, the lady calls it "ken lee"
hahaha

lyrics:
No one ken to ken to sivmen
nor yon clees toju maliveh
When I gez aju zavateh na nalechoo more
new yonooz tonigh molinigh
Yon sorra shooo
yes ee shooo, ooo
Ken leeeee
tulibu dibu douchoo
Ken leeeee
tulibu dibu douchoo
Ken leeeee
ken lee meju more


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and finally, this is one video that has a surprise right in the middle of the song
it's a guy, nick pitera, singing a whole new world
but the best part comes in the middle of the song...
JUST WATCH! hahah

okay, so this is how my holiday week has gone so far: go out, go out, go out
hahaha

saturday: helped out with syf bp band, then off to h. hashim bookshop to help out

sunday: the day i got a bit pissed off;
after which i went walking about imm with syaz

monday: school (uggh), then went bead shopping

tuesday: school, then bead shopping (again...)

wednesday: ice skating! (weee~!) with the D-an and S-teph in DFS and with Jerrald
then,
although i was moolah-less, was cajoled into going to that place in bugis
where you get to stay till 7 for only $18 (plus free drinks! non-alcoholic, duh)
with jerr, pat, jeremy, ze, keed and dan
and now i'm in debt... :-(
had fun (i usually do)
keed with his ear-drum-bursting rendition of staying alive
and just feeling intimidated by pat's vocals (i don't hold it against you, dear! <3)

thursday: went out with syaz, her grandma, aunt,
and diana, who's back from india!
out to vivo; lunch at banquet, and a little bit of just walking about
then went to woodlands library to study
3 till about 8

friday: tried to study
did, for the most part
then just lost steam and felt a little nauseous anyway

and here i am
writing a blog entry
off to hwa chong int. tomorrow for bp band syf practice
tired

huh

fina

i am so ashamed of bukit panjang government high school students
particularly those in the malay dance cca

i know, i was from that cca
but it seems an incredible lack of disregard and respect for others has risen in these girls

what am i talking about?

i was at bp on saturday with syaz to help choreograph and teach malay dance steps to these girls
so that they can perform it with the band for this year's band syf
and on saturday, they decided to have an extra practice on sunday (today)
so that those who can't make it during the week can learn the dance

and so, forsaking the sanctity of sunday as our rest day, syaz and i agreed to come today
and meet the girls at 10 am

and we arrived on time
nobody was there

we thought," okay, typical of secondary school peeps
we'll just wait a while longer while we have breakfast"

10.20: still nobody shows up
we were getting irritated by this point

finally, around 10.30 or so, one girl shows up
the one in charge of the thing
the only one who bothered to come

(by this time, although my facial expression just showed placidness
in my head, i was thinking "^@&#%?! %#&@*#!!!!!")

we waited for a while more
beyond 10.45 am
and just decided to teach the steps to the one girl
who will teach it to the rest over the week
before the trip to hwa chong on saturday to practice

where i'm supposed to be present
(actually, they wanted us to come on every day that they have a practice this week
but we put our foot down at that)

and now i don't feel like going
and i don't feel like telling them that i'm not coming
just to give them a taste of their own medicine

but i can't
because i'm not that type of person
(yet; i may start working on it, just to learn to assert my authority)

hummppphhhh
all i get out of this are cip hours
other schools hire choreographers
and pay them
and although their piece isn't very long
only like, eight eights or something
(I know, pathetic right)
at least give us the respect we deserve for taking time out of our busy schedules
and our a level preparatons to come and do this

lake placid is boiling over

(sorry it's another complaint-ridden post;
i just need a place to complain and complain and complain)

gp paper
hmm
what can i say?
in fact, when have i ever said anything good after a paper?
hahah

of course, my reaction coming out of the examination hall was,
"uggghhh, lousy paper; wasted half-an-hour on one and half pages
before proceeding to start afresh on a new sheet of paper."

the next coherent thought i had was,
"phew! warm air, please!"
damn it was bloody freezing in there

i did my essay on success.
"Success is all human relations. Do you agree?"
or something along those lines

i'll let you know how it turns out
just remind me first

after that infernal affair was over,
time for lunch
yay! finally!
bones contracting due to coldness + empty stomach = not good

went for the first time to that cafe at the side
near mac's
the nine of us:
pat, dan, ly, jerr, jeremy, ze, bong, yeu keed and i
wasn't halal
so i had soup and garlic bread only
and an over-priced, $2.00 coke light
and steph came!!

went back to school
they were getting back their results
and i still had abominable sl stuff to pass to k

and then DFS tea time...
...at the same cafe
which was fine, because they had activities to do there
fun!
had brownies with ice-cream
yum! and now i'm a debtor
hmm

and now i'm home
tuition in like, half an hour
arrggghhh

fina
(i think if i were someone else talking to me, i'd be irritated.
like poles repel.
lesson: i'll shan't ever find a boyfriend like me.
i'll either kill him, or kill myself.)

yesterday was cca sign-up day

needless to say, my nonentity of a cca had its practice cancelled, so i could go home early

also, k and tan weren't in school

so no lit lessons all day

so we ended at 1!!!

i didn't want to go home so early

and i was hungry, anyways

so i took up jerrald's offer to eat lunch outside school

with the guys

at first there were no girls

except me!

but i smsed dan and liying to come along

but only liying could come

and we met rachel

yay!! another girl!!!

which was a good thing, because liying left before i even bought my food =(

but at least rachel was there

now, you're probably wondering why i'm typing it out in such chronological detail

it's because i'm narrating the story to pat

who doesn't want me to talk because she's reading over my shoulder as i'm typing

okay

that's all

hahah

fina

ARSENAL WINS!!!!!!!!!

fab fabregas scored in the 85th minute, i think
and ade in the 92nd minute

wooohhooooooO!!!!!!

okay, gotta get ready for school


finnaaaaaaaaa

okay, now that i've de-anger-ized, here's something cute from youtube:



it's this cat called winston getting a bath
his head gets washed only in the last part, for most of the video,
he's just a skinny little cat with a huge fluffy head
hahah!

there's another video too, of him trying to fit his head into a tall glass to try and drink some protein shake
needless to say, he didn't succeed
but underneath all that fur is actually a pretty skinny cat

fina

(that was how i de-anger-ised. pretty effective too, considering how annoyed i was)

sial sial sial sial sial

now, is sial really a curse word?
i don't think it should be

curse words are words with dirty meanings
and sial really doesn't have a dirty meaning
in fact, it's meaning is totally innocent

it basically means "unlucky"
why is that a bad word, i wonder?
because society dictates that it is?

if you knew that sial actually meant "unlucky", would you feel that it was a curse word?
i don't think you would.

But because society has imposed it's interpretation on you, you think whatever it wants you to think, even if you know better.

Now, "fuck", that is a curse word
because it has a dirty, dirty meaning

but of course, how you define dirty has been dictated to you by society as well...

...hmm, now it feels like you can never get away from what society dictates
even gender expectations

because society has told you time and time again that females are the weaker sex
you believe it
even though never have you seen direct evidence that tells you otherwise about your son and daughters

by this point, you would have probably figured out that i'm talking about my parents
and of course, like society, tha's another thing that you can never seem to get away from

unlike american society, where children are given full independence (except for the money part) from their parents ,and given the leeway to do whatever the hell they want,
we asians have to smother the children - female children, particularly - until they get married and are smothered by their husbands

we are never given any rein in this society
unless parents don't care
because when you care, you still have to be dictative
there's no such thing as trusting your child to do what he or she thinks is right
only you know what is right, and that has to be imposed on your child

in this part of the world (or at least, in my household),
society rules, parents dictate, and children are brainless


fina,
who is really angry, but mostly annoyed at parents' insensibility


(now, i'm going to get more flak from them 'rents,
because they frown upon talking about bad stuff openly,
but i don't give a damn, because no matter what they think,
this is one aspect of my life they cannot control - my blog.

so it's my choice what i want to put on my blog, the one that i set up on my own
and that they have absolutely no stake in.
and let me remind them, that their blog is under my control also, so i can do whatever i want to it, including deface or neglect it. and without me, their blog would be shit. so there)

oh no!!! only today have i seen the real extent of the eduardo's injury!

I mean, i've seen pictures from afar, but they weren't very clear, so i wasn't really that affected.

BUT! (and don't look if you've got fragile sensibilities)

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.

.

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.

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I saw this!:

Man, was i horrified when i saw this! Poor Eduardo!

and that brave soul of his refused to take morphine to numb the pain

and forgives the guy who did it!

what a cool guy - get well soon!




Anyways, yesterday was a weird (but fun) day

we had service learning in the morning

nothing too taxing

then SEA history


and the K gave us carrots! literally

she gave us a carrot cake and a chocolate cake, and lots of chocolates, some stuffed into plastic carrot containers

now, wasn't that nice of her?




and then we went out to vivio to meet steph

dan, yeu keed, jerrald, zong ze and I

and jarred tagged along




t'was so awkward at first

you know how it is

(if you don't, read dan's blog - then you'll know how it is)lol

but lunch was the great equaliser

nobody was left waiting for anybody, which i'm sure the guys appreciate a lot

and food was great! we can all attest to that (except keed, who couldn't take two chillies)





hmm, isn't it weird that chillies are named as such, when they don't actually make you chill?

they do the opposite, which leaves me wondering...

was there a certain dry humour in naming the chilli such an ironic name?

...





moving on, then we left the guys at best dengki for more girl-shopping-issues

and they left early...


[hey, i just found out that jerrald reads this blog, so:

Hey there Jerrald! HI!!]





getting home on the bus was torture.

torture torture torture


[the repetition of the word "torture" in this stanza emphasises on what the poet want to put across to readers - that the bus trip was utter torture to her, and that it seemed repetitive and never-ending...]




i sat there under the cold air-conditioning for more than one hour and forty minutes

feeling bored out of my mind because i left my bloody ear-phones at home

and couldn't listen to my walkman! @%#& man!





and that was it.

i went to sleep without doing any work except on my coloursplash album

woohoo! collllourrrr- Sspelllasssshhhhhh!!!!!




[the poet uses onomatopoeia to emphasise on the sound that is created from a "splash", which suggests a kind of activeness from the movement and noise of splashing, and thus shows the poet to be excited about the coloursplash] <-- SHITE!




and woke up late; darn

somebody was weird today... was it because of yesterday?

i don't know, and frankly, stop sulking.




finalalalalala

yesterday was Service Learning Day

and, although i complained about it so much on this blog

(ok, only as much as i blog here, i.e. not too often)

yesterday was so so so much fun

although there was a little bit of confusion at the start when the cleaning crew didn't have too many people due to the pulling out of the logistics committee to handle the flea market,
it all turned out very fine indeed, if i do say so myself

there was, however, a moment of panic when i thought that i'd lost the keys to the fun house and the utility room of the shelter

bu it turned out that pat had them, so *phew*

imagine, doing work in the hot sun from 9 am to 5 pm

omgoodness, we were all so tired by the time it became 10 am

and the flea market had just started!

but it was fun fun fun fun!

we made a total of $800++, which either surpassed or equalled to their previous record

yay!

and a lot of it came from donations by people who thought we were asking for donations
instead of having a flea market

in fact, this guy who first gave pat and me $10

then came back with another $50!

however, there were a lot of misers who wanted more bang for their buck

we were selling hairclips and stuff at $0.50 a packet

and this lady to five packets and only gave us $0.50!

and although this is for charity, a lot of people tried to bargain things down to such unreasonable prices!

raphael's uncovered a new hidden talent: bugging people till they come out with donations

hahah

most of the donations came from him

he even asked for donations frm monks!

hahah

the kids aspect of the project was fun too

although i wasn't in the part that was taking care of the kids, i managed to talk to a few of them

some of them were really, really cute!

like these two indian boys who were always together

i didn't manage to catch their names, but they were really fun

and this girl called sabrina - was she the one who said that k looked like theodore from alvin and the chipmunks? hahah

and there were these two malay girls - amirah and ain - who so totally had a crush on roy

they were following him everywhere and clinging to him; so cute!

and finally, the kid (might have been sabrina) who beat somebody (won't say who)

my hero!

we left, all of us feeling satisfied with a job well done

the ironic thing was , the only thing that needed as much planning as i'd done in the entire project was only the cooking part - and even then i didn't have too big a part to play in that because ms k and shauna were handling it!

the rest- the programme with the kids, the flea market - was all played by ear

so all the planning and stress and scoldings and shit that i went through before this

was all for naught

hmm

anyways, after the thing,

despite being sticky from all the sweat and stuff, a group of us went to heeren

for a night of *lalala*

hahah

pat and jeremy practiced their competition song

while the rest of us just sat there revering her voice

and feeling our self-esteem go down...

hahah

but still fun

the sad part was when i realised i was $5 bucks short

now i owe pat some dough!

hahah

i don't know how we managed to sit for four hours in the same place

but we did

and we went home quite late

in fact, i reached home at 11!

but that was quite fast considering that we ended only at 10

now, it's time for studying

and darned homework

shoot

fina

*still feels like only saturday though... where's my day of rest?*

Happy Valentines Day/ Friendship Week, ya'll!
i know, i don't post that frequently... too tired and busy...

Sunday night: went to dinner with the fam'ly to celebrate bro's birthday
had it at the carousel at royal plaza on scotts.
i know, the second year in a row we're doing it there, but really, in singapore, there's nowhere else to go for a full halal buffet.
i ate until i vomited, literally (but not a lot - just that bit of custardy dessert that was making me feel sick)
--my tea-- --the chicken rice i took from the buffet... ate only the rice with a bit of sambal... haha-- --camwhore moment with sis - at her insistence, of course. like, duh...--

Monday: start of friendship week in school
each class got a friendship week cake! some walnut thing that was really nice
and i had to recce the home where we'll doing the service learning project
and got scolded in front of the home afterwards... by k, of course
--the cake--

Tuesday: Surprise your friends day... or something along those lines...
i gave dan, pat, liying the cute chocolate hearts that i bought at the carousel.
a coincidence, i swear- i had no idea it was gonna by a surprise day

(and yup, no picture... i don't have to have a picture for every day, ya'know)

Wednesday: confess your secret day
there was a huge goalpost in the cafeteria (a real one), and people write their confessions of love or something to peers or teachers there and hang it up there
omgoodness, some of them were so funny,
like: "you know why her face is like that? Because she smashed her face when she fell for you"
!!
and when somebody wrote: "i stare at you all the time during math lecture", somebody else wrote below it, "yea, please stop doing that"
and of course there were more... joshua and roy wrote a critical analysis of one of the poems somebody posted... hilarious

Thursday: Valentines Day
the first surprise i got was when i arrived at the auditorium for assembly
the seats where my class was supposed to sit had long-stemmed red roses on them, placed atop a piece of paper with our (girl) names
and guess who did that for us girls? roy and joshua!
and they came to school early just for that
uh-huh, so sweet of them, unusually
and a few other peeps in class brought chocolates for everybody
dan, liying and i gave roy and joshua chocs in return for the roses
classes ended late, so dan and i had dinner with steph instead of lunch
ate at thai express- yum!

--the rose--

Friday: Best Friend Day
we had straight classes till 11.30, since we moved pe up from 3 pm
and that was it! i went home
fell asleep in the bus, and some cjc boy had to wake me up when we reached wdlands interchange... so embarassing!

(and dan lent me her lomography coloursplash camera! *swoons*)

--school-- (by my cam-phone)

and that's it so far
of course, scoldings everyday (expected)
and homework done in school
but it's been a pretty nice week

fina

yo yo yo! happy chinese new year, all!

the dikir performance yesterday had mixed results

the first one was... whack? because we ran out of time to get ready, so most of us made it on stage just in time for the curtains to open- some had to run to their places when the curtains were already open. And some of us made mistakes. thankfully, i was lucky enough not to be the forgetful, unfocused klutz i usually am during practices.

i couldn't see anything during the performance, because my glasses were off. so whenever i was smiling, i was just smiling into a well of darkness beyond the brightly lit stage.

omg, somebody's hair fell off when she was running to her place. and some people simply had no time to put their hair on. oh, yah- and all of us forgot to put on lipstick for the performance.

the second performance was wayy better. but such a waste considering we were performing only for JC1s then- not worth it. jc2s were of course more enthusiastic. but it went mostly without a glitch.

we got atikah J1 who fractured her wrist to record the j1 performance for us; it's now on youtube! wach it here
(http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0yiEaJN0Afo)

I'm gonna miss dikir practices so so much!!! They were all so much fun; when's the next performance? Teacher's day? Let's start practicing now! hahaha

On a more somber note, my brother got into an accident today. He crashed into the back of a car on the PIE, and flew off his bike. Luckily, the car behind him could slow down in time, and helped cordon off the part where he was lying on the road. The scary thing was, that he was in the fast lane of the expressway- the rightmost lane. Thank goodness the other cars weren't going that fast. He's alright though, my bro. Just a few scratches on his forearms, back and leg. And his bike just lost its tank, nothing major. But darn was it scary to think about. And i guess now i have no chance of ever being allowed to get my own bike.

hmm, after my post this morning, i seem to have forgotten what i wanted to write as my answer...

well, it was something along these lines: ever since this teacher became our CT, i've started to become angrier and angrier and angrier. dealing with this person has somehow made me more bitter and more prone to show my anger - within school! never before have i ever been this angry this frequently in school.

I remember in secondary school, my friends said that i just somehow couldn't get angry. and it was kinda true. i just seemed to be able to tolerate things better than most people could. but now... now my patience has snapped. i'm not able to take anymore crap while keeping quiet. i have to find a way to let it out.

and i have. through something so mischievously juvenile and childish- but still a stress reliever. and i've come under fire for it - by someone i feel is kind of hypocritical himself (but it's not up to me to tell him) - but it still is the only way i can stop myself from being angry all the time, and feeling bad all the time.

there. that's the gist of it, i think. wow, has it been so nice to write that all out.

fina

i think everyone is bitchy. even me. or maybe especially me.

that's because discussing someone without that person's knowledge is considered bitching. even if talking about that something means that you're discussing your problems in the open.

i don't talk bad about someone behind their backs for fun. i don't do it out of malice. when i do talk bad about someone, it's because they have done something to warrant it. and anger (or annoyance) is best let out into the air, rather then just boiling inside you.

don't worry, whoever reads this blog. i don't bitch about friends. only teachers annoy me the most. ah- my classmates will know who i mean. but Shhh it's a secret.

fina

p.s. i've a confession to make. this week has been the bitchiest week i've ever had in my life. perhaps because this week that person did so many things to irk us all to bits. and i resent that irksomeness so much.

p.p.s. ahhh!!! since when has fina become like this??!!! i'll tell you next post...