Wednesday, January 18
it has been a tiring few days. I know every job is tiring but I miss doing the things I used to do. Now everytime I reach home, all I can think about is sleep. and I do just that. two days. just two more days before the switch. hopefully things will look up.
had awesome dinner at Bff's the day before. irritated Danish but the boy's a genuine matrep in the making so in the end, I was the one who ended up the victim. The bf fetched me after that and went straight home where I fell asleep almost instantaneously.
Woke up and the bf said he'd sent me, which was very sweet of him because one, it's out of the way and two, I'm sure he needed the sleep.
actually, work wasn't so bad today. yeah, I had a fucking hippo slam the door at me and a gangster wanting to hit me with his text book but overall, it was alright. I punched the door after Hippo slammed the door while I was standing in between the two rooms. I was pissed because I WAS STANDING RIGHT OVER THERE AND HE SLAMMED THE DOOR AND HELLO? IT HURT. Principal wasn't in today so I punched the door pretty damn hard. My fist hurt for like half a second. Hippo then unlocked the door and I Super Saiyan-ed him to sit on the fucking chair and not on the floor and took his assessment book and threw it on his table and yelled at him to do it.
It amazes me how I can stop the word 'fucking' from coming out of my mouth. sometimes I wanna shout 'sit the fuck down' or 'shut the fucking fuck up' or 'can you do your fucking work and stop talking?!' but I guess I've more self-control than I initially thought I had.
Hippo sulked in a corner after the yelling and he shut up for real. He packed up after a while and went home. good riddance. couldn't he have done that earlier? and I pretty much ignored Gangster, except the one time when he took out his poster colours and started squeezing the tubes into the dustbin. fucking hell. I think I might have been a tad too rough on him, but hey, since he wants to be a gangster, he should be able to handle it. to tell the truth, I grabbed his hand and kinda twisted it so that he'd let go of the fucking tubes. I then managed to shut him up for about half an hour by giving him a word search paper. that, was a rare moment of peace shown by him. in fact, RARE IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT. but since he didn't create any trouble after that, I talked nicely to him.
I played Hangman with the rest of the class since they completed all their work. mother fetched me after school and we went to Yew Tee Point to get some stuff for my father and went for a last minute massage session. woohoo. but honestly though, I don't feel the difference. I think I need a body massage more than a feet massage.
so yeah. that was my day, with some parts excluded because I'm too lazy/tired and I've a headache.
because this is, what else... AWEfuckingSOME.
10:09 PM
Wednesday, January 18
it has been a tiring few days. I know every job is tiring but I miss doing the things I used to do. Now everytime I reach home, all I can think about is sleep. and I do just that. two days. just two more days before the switch. hopefully things will look up.
had awesome dinner at Bff's the day before. irritated Danish but the boy's a genuine matrep in the making so in the end, I was the one who ended up the victim. The bf fetched me after that and went straight home where I fell asleep almost instantaneously.
Woke up and the bf said he'd sent me, which was very sweet of him because one, it's out of the way and two, I'm sure he needed the sleep.
actually, work wasn't so bad today. yeah, I had a fucking hippo slam the door at me and a gangster wanting to hit me with his text book but overall, it was alright. I punched the door after Hippo slammed the door while I was standing in between the two rooms. I was pissed because I WAS STANDING RIGHT OVER THERE AND HE SLAMMED THE DOOR AND HELLO? IT HURT. Principal wasn't in today so I punched the door pretty damn hard. My fist hurt for like half a second. Hippo then unlocked the door and I Super Saiyan-ed him to sit on the fucking chair and not on the floor and took his assessment book and threw it on his table and yelled at him to do it.
It amazes me how I can stop the word 'fucking' from coming out of my mouth. sometimes I wanna shout 'sit the fuck down' or 'shut the fucking fuck up' or 'can you do your fucking work and stop talking?!' but I guess I've more self-control than I initially thought I had.
Hippo sulked in a corner after the yelling and he shut up for real. He packed up after a while and went home. good riddance. couldn't he have done that earlier? and I pretty much ignored Gangster, except the one time when he took out his poster colours and started squeezing the tubes into the dustbin. fucking hell. I think I might have been a tad too rough on him, but hey, since he wants to be a gangster, he should be able to handle it. to tell the truth, I grabbed his hand and kinda twisted it so that he'd let go of the fucking tubes. I then managed to shut him up for about half an hour by giving him a word search paper. that, was a rare moment of peace shown by him. in fact, RARE IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT. but since he didn't create any trouble after that, I talked nicely to him.
I played Hangman with the rest of the class since they completed all their work. mother fetched me after school and we went to Yew Tee Point to get some stuff for my father and went for a last minute massage session. woohoo. but honestly though, I don't feel the difference. I think I need a body massage more than a feet massage.
so yeah. that was my day, with some parts excluded because I'm too lazy/tired and I've a headache.
had awesome dinner at Bff's the day before. irritated Danish but the boy's a genuine matrep in the making so in the end, I was the one who ended up the victim. The bf fetched me after that and went straight home where I fell asleep almost instantaneously.
Woke up and the bf said he'd sent me, which was very sweet of him because one, it's out of the way and two, I'm sure he needed the sleep.
actually, work wasn't so bad today. yeah, I had a fucking hippo slam the door at me and a gangster wanting to hit me with his text book but overall, it was alright. I punched the door after Hippo slammed the door while I was standing in between the two rooms. I was pissed because I WAS STANDING RIGHT OVER THERE AND HE SLAMMED THE DOOR AND HELLO? IT HURT. Principal wasn't in today so I punched the door pretty damn hard. My fist hurt for like half a second. Hippo then unlocked the door and I Super Saiyan-ed him to sit on the fucking chair and not on the floor and took his assessment book and threw it on his table and yelled at him to do it.
It amazes me how I can stop the word 'fucking' from coming out of my mouth. sometimes I wanna shout 'sit the fuck down' or 'shut the fucking fuck up' or 'can you do your fucking work and stop talking?!' but I guess I've more self-control than I initially thought I had.
Hippo sulked in a corner after the yelling and he shut up for real. He packed up after a while and went home. good riddance. couldn't he have done that earlier? and I pretty much ignored Gangster, except the one time when he took out his poster colours and started squeezing the tubes into the dustbin. fucking hell. I think I might have been a tad too rough on him, but hey, since he wants to be a gangster, he should be able to handle it. to tell the truth, I grabbed his hand and kinda twisted it so that he'd let go of the fucking tubes. I then managed to shut him up for about half an hour by giving him a word search paper. that, was a rare moment of peace shown by him. in fact, RARE IS AN UNDERSTATEMENT. but since he didn't create any trouble after that, I talked nicely to him.
I played Hangman with the rest of the class since they completed all their work. mother fetched me after school and we went to Yew Tee Point to get some stuff for my father and went for a last minute massage session. woohoo. but honestly though, I don't feel the difference. I think I need a body massage more than a feet massage.
so yeah. that was my day, with some parts excluded because I'm too lazy/tired and I've a headache.
because this is, what else... AWEfuckingSOME.
10:09 PM
EH.
seah nur faezah
awesome friends, amazing boyfriend & a perfectly dysfunctional family. what more can I ask for?
EH.
awesome friends, amazing boyfriend & a perfectly dysfunctional family. what more can I ask for?