I feel like i'm a walking zombie.
School was okay, chinese is the best lesson i think, coz 黄老师 is damn nice and funny, she makes the lessons fun coz she has a good sense of humour, not like some other teacher that i shall not mention. LOL.
Did high jump for PE, wtf damn ps coz everybody's watching, super unglam.
After school, stayed back to eat lunch in school and went to 2C to chou re nao.
The sec twos were teaching the sec ones the basic stuff for Redcross. :)
Quite fun kk.
AND my mum can never stop shouting @ me, i don't even feel like coming home any more.
If you don't give a damn about my emo shit then please don't bother to read my tiny words and start bashing me about it thanks.
For the last time, i'm not your maid so please stop asking me to do things for you and treating me like shit. I shouldn't even be helping you but i have no freaking choice do i?
Over the past years, i realised that I think i'm only alive to serve these purposes:
To be everybody's punching bag, to be everybody's maid, to be someone that everybody can insult openly and they won't get beat up, to be everybody's toy: something that can be thrown away and ignored when they get bored with it, to be everybody's piece of shit that can be ignored at one moment and suddenly wanted the other. Just because i keep helping you doesn't mean that i can be pushed around tyvm. One day i'm just going to break down and noone will even care.
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