Thursday, October 9
pent-up frustrations.
I hate my tutor beyond all the words in the dictionary.
I reached home at 0650. Tuition started at 0700. Firstly, I was feeling so lethargic I was barely in the mood for anymore maths. Its like, common sense. I only had ten mins to prepare myself and get myself into the maths-zone. Plus, being greeted with your pathetic face didnt help a single bit in lifting my spirits. Instead, you demoralised me. Physically, mentally, verbally. Who do you think you are?
Well you know who you really are? Youre an ugly prick with a face of a walnut with a brain of a watermelon. Yes I was tired after a long day, thats why i had two cans of red bull by my side while you were forced to drink tea. Who wants to share their drink with you anyway? Okay la, give face. Probably your pet if you have any.
Gahh. I hate you like how i hate my eyebags. I hate you to the maximum core. Youre so irritating, making me feel so embittered after each bloody session.
But you know what? May god bless your heart.
Bastard.
Argh. Whatever. Im just putting my two cents in. If you were me, you would personally feel indignant as well.
Haiya, people nowadays. People people.
On another note, I bought mum flowers and a card. No, its not mothers day or her birthday. Perhaps just a random thought that I ought to buy her flowers and a card to express my gratitude. When i reached home, she wasnt at home. She went out with my aunt. So i left the card on her bed together with the bouquet of flowers. She came back home while I was having tuition and my sis said she cried when she read the card. It was a beautiful, velvet card. I was short of one dollar i actually stood outside precious thots in hope to find a kind soul who would actually give me one precious dollar. (No i wasnt begging, stupid.)
My primary school mate was god-sent. Seeeriously. At first I felt really bad but come to think of it, he did a good deed in helping someone who was about to make a good deed too. So, thanks eh! :)
Well im glad my mum loved the flowers as well. I told her in the card that the red flower resembles her whereas the other white ones were other mothers from other parts of the earth. And i apologised for not been eating home cooked food these few weeks and that my love for her can never be measured even if she were to relate it to the vast sky etc etc etc. Yes momma, i love you.
