my morning was fine, but my dad made it bad with a morning lecture about me and my studies talking till he only ate wan tan when he was young. (my dad always talks from one thing to another) so imagine this went on continuosly for 1 hour. so.. that's not good..
wuuuu.. yesterday i msg him wish him luck since today was his last paper. suprisingly he replied. then i say sorry for whatever i said and he say just forget bout it. i'm just glad he didn't act like i was some stranger shit.
anyway i wanna slap this girl. just cause she make me wanna slap her. i know i cakap only. but i just feel like slapping k? amen.
did nothing today.. urghhhh slap her slap her. slap slap slap!!! lalala~ oh.shit. sorry. its an f thing to react like that.
bored. bored. bored.
my piano teacher called and said she'd be late. she came at 9.15pm like that.. then after class, she suddenly ask me.. "eh.. you know the secret ar what..." then i like.. "huh" *thinking izzit that jay chou show* she said "the jay chou act one" i was like.. wtf.. when you know jay chou acted in a show. lol. cause my teacher always teach all those classical songs, beethoven, chopin, hadyn and stuff.. then she say what jay chou write the song use chord 1 seven, 1 nine, 1 thirteen shit..
i was like.. wahhhh.. first time jay chou was something my teacher would talk about... i tell you i learn from her got 5-6 years liao. and how long ago jay chou was popular. this is the first time in century she even said his name.. *pengsan*
newayz. back to the emo-ness, i wish he msg me. but... never hope for the better or the best. cause if you do, you'll only get disappointed in the end if it never happens. so better not hope. so much.
I STILL LOVE YOU. YOU DON'T LOVE ME RIGHT? SO CAN YOU MAKE ME DE-LOVE YOU?
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