i can't wait for pw to be over. off to cell..hopefully i'll feel betta. sigh. just deleted my previous entry. wasn't too nice.
i'm pissed. i'm pissed cuz no one told me that there was a pw meeting today. couldn't you ask for my home telly? or couldn't someone with my home tel call me? and please don't tell me you don't know anyone with my home phone no. plus, i've been online the past few days, why didn't anyone inform me? i wouldn't be so friggin cheesed off if i didn't find out abt the 11o'clock meeting at 10.20.
i don't even wanna mention the issue with my lost bag where i suddenly found myself standing alone.
and there's my mum and her anal tendencies. i'm sick and tired of living under the same roof as that unreasonable *#$!%!. i'm sorry if i contaminated your floor, i'm sorry you had to walk an extra 5 steps to get my clothes so i won't contaminate your floor and i'm sorry if i contaminated your life. its your own damn fault we can't even qualify as a family, you know that? you wonder why we're never home, that's because ten minutes alone in the house with you is enough to drive anyone up the wall. oh wait. i'm sorry if i contaminated your wall again. don't you dare claim that i only talk to you when i need money, cuz when i do talk to you about other things, you always turn it into another yelling match. i'm sick of it.
man utd vs man city was a 0-0. thank goodness i fell asleep halfway..didn't have to put up with their abysmal performance in the absence of boy wonder wayne rooney.
bah.