Wednesday, February 16, 2005
Today sucks. That disgusting rat 'accidentally' threw his freaking pen on the floor and ask me to pick it up for him. He did it on purpose. And he's making me pick it up for him. Fat stupid slug. And this is not the first time, it's countless times. Who does he think I am?! A maid?! And when I refuse to pick it up for him. He calls me a really selfish person. Wth. Bloody shitass. That already made me so sick. And just now, I asked Sam when was Bio test. And he said Wednesday. So I asked him which Wed? And his reply was like so rude. Wth. You have problems...As if I don't have. As if everyone doesn't have. A little bit get so worked up. Arghh forget it, Gonna watch TV instead...
Wednesday, February 16, 2005 She's got style