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self-loathing

Monday, August 07, 2006

it started off okay i guess. except for it being monday. i had terrible gastric stuff. an i left my pills at home. i dunno what the problem is. i do eat.

german class was really draggy. i kept zoning out and it was very obvious since there werre only 8 of us. my sadist of a GP teacher wasted the whole blood lesson preaching to us about getting married and having children. at the rate i'm going... i think i'll become a nun.

after that i went to help out in the german room cos the german exchange students had to do a german crash course. and Crystal would be so dead without me since the only chinese words in her vocab are wo and hen hao.

the taiwanese students were mostly cool. i guess. some groups of girls were nice. others were kinda... irritatingly talkative. the guys were terribly nice. maybe better than singapore guys. :P they were really great about everything and when i had to leave early they askd me to take a pic with them.

i think i'll try to get them to send me a pic tomorrow.

yeah had dance after that. i dunno it really wore me out. now i'm just. stoned. wenhao kept asking me whether i was alright on the way back. i mean thanx for your concern and everything but dude you've gotta stop asking. it's starting to irritate the hell out of me. and then the dance people refused to get on their bus cos apparently it was too dark for me to be at the bus stop on my own. i'm freakin 18. i can take care of myself. i have been taking care of myself. chill people. not that their concern is unappreciated. in fact i love the dancers. and am really grateful that i have such friends.

i dunno. maybe wenhao was right maybe i am in a bad mood. i'm kinda mad at myself. for screwing up my life and everything. for being some terrible friend which i know i am. blardy selfish too. and a terrible daughter on top of that.

7:05 AM

self-loathing

Monday, August 07, 2006

it started off okay i guess. except for it being monday. i had terrible gastric stuff. an i left my pills at home. i dunno what the problem is. i do eat.

german class was really draggy. i kept zoning out and it was very obvious since there werre only 8 of us. my sadist of a GP teacher wasted the whole blood lesson preaching to us about getting married and having children. at the rate i'm going... i think i'll become a nun.

after that i went to help out in the german room cos the german exchange students had to do a german crash course. and Crystal would be so dead without me since the only chinese words in her vocab are wo and hen hao.

the taiwanese students were mostly cool. i guess. some groups of girls were nice. others were kinda... irritatingly talkative. the guys were terribly nice. maybe better than singapore guys. :P they were really great about everything and when i had to leave early they askd me to take a pic with them.

i think i'll try to get them to send me a pic tomorrow.

yeah had dance after that. i dunno it really wore me out. now i'm just. stoned. wenhao kept asking me whether i was alright on the way back. i mean thanx for your concern and everything but dude you've gotta stop asking. it's starting to irritate the hell out of me. and then the dance people refused to get on their bus cos apparently it was too dark for me to be at the bus stop on my own. i'm freakin 18. i can take care of myself. i have been taking care of myself. chill people. not that their concern is unappreciated. in fact i love the dancers. and am really grateful that i have such friends.

i dunno. maybe wenhao was right maybe i am in a bad mood. i'm kinda mad at myself. for screwing up my life and everything. for being some terrible friend which i know i am. blardy selfish too. and a terrible daughter on top of that.

blabbered at 7:05 AM