Friday, October 20, 2006
i was pissed, depressed, stressed, fannoyed, insulted, all in one huge hazeball.
then when i got on the mrt i just went deadweight, again, and when i woke up 2 stations after my destination the tears have already dried
i hate new places, you always have to start from scratch to establish yourself AGAIN because people don't know your history and they're always so quick to judge. and if you decide to be nice/polite all you can do is smirk at those snide remarks. do you even know who/what u're talking to.
i hate my clique, or whatever's left of it. it makes me not want to go to sch more than the workload makes me. i think i'm seriously gonna consider switching classes next sem. i quite like huimin's class and group 5(?). then again i wanna stick to all my current profs minus karen hong.
i hate karen hong's stupid fabric exercises, it's the bane of my 2d grades. her and her stupid fashion degree, her and her stupid This Fashion wear. i hate it.
i hate how everytime you leave it makes me feel so insignificant, maybe even unnecessary.
asha can i come to leeds to study and be happy with life with you.