Saturday, January 16
KYAAAA CHINESE
EYYAAAAAAAA I GOT B4 FOR HIGHER CHINESE THIS MEANS I HAVE TO DO CHINESE THIS YEAR OMG I HOPE NOT CAN I APPEAL I REALLY HATE CHINESE PLEASE PLEASE DONT MAKE ME DO THIS WHY OH WHY DID I GET B4 MAYBE I DONT NEED TO DO MAYBE THE TEACHERS WERE SCARING ME
IB
Brother: Congrats! Dr Ong didnt accept you into IB
Me: yay
HAHAHAH DUH HAHHAHA
Update on pimple
I was at KFC with lulu and I felt this hard little dot on my face.
I scratched it off. I didn't mean it, it's like a reflex - not something i can control.
like picking your nose
Anyway, blood started
gushing oozing out, so I took a tissue to absorb the blood.
A few minutes later, oil started to come out. Used tissue to absorb that too.
Turns out that was
the pimple. (see prev posts)
Yay! Then it went all flat and i held the tissue there to absorb all the blood and pus.
Now all that's left to clear is... the 5mm in diameter reddish brown scar!!!! Whoopee i'm so excited!!!
Damn it, fuck off pimples!!!!
Boarding school
My mother's been calling the baording school staff everyday to harass them to withdraw me..... so anyway... my dad doesn't want this (send me to boarding school) anymore.. so i guess my mother's won. Fuck. Fuck all this.
What i can do it get my stay extended for 3 more months.. then I'll move back
to hell home. Even my dad's unwilling to do this.
I really don't get it. Children can only wish that their father loved their children more than his wife.
Sadly, I was born in this fucked up family.
Well, maybe I'm just being selfish? For putting my dad and the boarding school staff through all this so that I myself can live normally? I still tell myself, why should I blame myself for wanting a normal life, and it's not my fault my father refuses to send my mom to a mental hospital anyway. I'm so confuzzled.
So.. home. I'll be reunited with all my old friends. The cockroaches, the rats and the 2 metre piles of junk. Back to having dinner at 10pm - 2am. Back to being not allowed to turn the heater on or wash my hair. Back to having to use a public toilet to wash my clothes and looking down in shame when a stranger comes into the toilet to see us washing clothes. Or being smelly because I'm wearing clothes not washed for 6 mths. Back to being used to have scars and bitemarks on my arms. Back to hearing cheebye 20 times a day. Back to not having a bed or table to do my work... my grades are sooo gonna drop!
I am still so angry that the school and the counselor dare tell me to bear all this and not interfere with my parents affairs.
I can only hope I have a room and a bathroom with NONE of my mother's junk. Then I'll buy a fridge, a table, shelves, bed(s for me and bro), oven to cook my own dinner and nutella bread sticks, wardrobe, and so many things we don't have. And I really hope I can lock this room and keep the keys.
Anyway can anyone tell me how to cook dinner. Like what I need and stuff. Microwave? Oven? Any websites for recipes?
Art
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Aiyah fuck lah I havent done anything to get into Art this year. I can't really draw anyway. As u can see, these drawings are only about 500px. So how can I do proper A3 stuff? It's so hard hahahah I can only do small drawings of cartoon people and cute stuff and I absolutely cant do other things.
Pangya
Back to pangya bby!
Been losing like shit recently after leveling to Beginner E.
I think I may have lost interest in pangya :(
School
Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! New school on monday.
I don't want to go to school... boo
This is depressing
I am antisocial
I look mean and unapproachable and ugly
I gained 7kg
I cut my hair too
spock short
I am not a nice person
I haven't drawn my custom shoes
I have no experience with males
I have pimples
And worse of all..
I have to wake up at 6:15am.
...which is impossible because I have to set alarm at 3pm to wake myself up.
Clay
Sob :( Polymer clay is so hard to work with. So is baking polymer clay.
It's sticky, messy, hard..
Oh, the amount of stuff we have to read!
Anyway have to spam make! Bring to school and make charms!!!!!
Because we already have a SOY'B booth :)
Anyways we already earned $30! We finished making 15 heart bottles for this girl.
...
Wow this was such a long and depressing post. I am so sorry.
Labels: art, boarding school, clay, fuck my life, hwachong, pimples
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