Whenever I have girl problems, I suck.

I'm in my own world most of the times.

Thanks to the bleeding hormones, my day's pretty much like a roller-coaster ride.
One minute up, the next fucking way down below.

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No doubt I'm satisfied with my results, but I know I can do better.
Unlike people who are not satisfied with an L1R5 of below 18 and complain just because they can't get an A1 or A2.
Only 2 Cs and no failures, like yaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! (:
I get an ice cream/movie treat from my tutor for miraculously passing Maths!
Mum and dad is going to reward meeeeeeeeee!
Like (Y) baby, its been ages since I've passed all my subjects!

Putting that one side, 2 unfortunate things happened today that just killed my mood.

One was the because of someone so stubborn and senseless and no shame.
Fighting, or more likely, BICKERING over something so tiny.
You could have told us before we started to raise our voices.
Also, whatever happen to project work?
I know you got your things to attend to, but at least tell your project mates where you head off.
Abandoning them, leaving us to do the dirty work.

Perangai satu macam.

Two, was the land of dishonest acts.
Don't wanna talk about it too much anyway.
Heart pain so much.
Haaaaai ):

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You came, we made up.
I feel so much more better.
Hugs = (L), even though your shirt was damp.
Nonetheless, we kooool like dat! (: