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smile, even if it's going to be a fake one.
because things will get better somehow.
because the sun still shines for you.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009

i think im the silliest person on earth.

i cried over peanuts!
DANG~!

my mum volunteered to help me do paper mache masks for my history ISP.
i was really grateful.
but the moment i entered my room just now,
my heart crushed.

glue made from starch was on my study table,
and the floor was littered with tiny bits of paper...

i couldnt stand that sight.
when my mum left my room after me thanking her,
i went berserk and started scrapping off the dried glue on my table,
and cleaning the area with wet cloth.
i felt so damn bloody pekcek.
and i cried while doing all these.

yet, i couldnt scream at my mum.
she was just trying to be helpful....
but i doubt she knows that i have inherited my dad's habits of having to place our things OUR OWN WAY.

whats wrong with me man.
its not even true that i myself am a very neat and tidy person.
but i do have my own habits.
and now ive lost my drive for study.
cos i still think that my study table is dirty.
zzz.

just three words:
i am weird.

sigh,
anyways,
congratulations to those who got selected for biz club's exco!
especially you yiling! ♥♥♥
:)