i left choir last week on a happy note.i scolded 3 juniors,hated myself fo lettin them bcome the way them are,geok got upset,kath got depressed.i was so tired yet 40 push-ups to take fo the choir was like a breeze.

i hate myself.

if i had a shovel,i'd bury myself alive rite nw.

ive got alot of self-hate in me.all bottled up.n wen i finally let it all out.i end up hurtin my frens.one very good example:
me slappin thanyalak.

she had juz tapped me 3 times on my right cheek wen i stood up n gave her a hard one.y? cuz mr tan had to bring up the fact that i drew on my hand.i blushed cuz i was so damn pissed.wad could i do?....
i was looked upon as a bully.an unreasonable creature.an inhuman thing.but nobody explained to her my plight.nobody explained to her hw i felt about it.hw sensitive i was about the subject.so yes.i am...the criminal.so b it.

then again...mayb its better if i walk arnd wit a sign arnd ma neck sayin:
"DANGER!!! STAY AWAY!!!'

on a lighter note[think i need a lighter]
..ive left the maths tuition center at tbp.that means no more sinday evenings spent in that clinis smellin n lookin place.n also,no more him.but i dun think he cares.he likes her.im still tryin to forget that.he thinks im weird...probably.[ive been labelled as a bung in my sunday class].
come to think of it......i think im gonna b single foeva

'LOOK MA!!! NO WEDDING RING!!!'

oh gosh.gotta stop beatin maself up.......thinkhappythoughtsthinkhappythoughts.....


AARON!!! COVE!!! <3
[thank god im bi-polar...go check up if u dunno wad that means....]