Friday, January 28, 2011

28th story.




Fucking moodless. Fucking greendale. FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK, FUCK X1000000. Like seriously. What's this? Transferring to 2a2. Happy yet shagged, happy yet shagged. What Eileen said is truly right. Feel like ranting at that principal this, then what are you treating me as? Dog? My 1 month with 2a3 is fake one or what? My everything in 2a3 for 1 month is fake one or what? -'- Ugh, freaking no fucking mood to talk now. Principal owes me an explanation for why they didn't asked me to go to 2a2 on 22 November, 2010. I need reasons, not a load of excuses from your mouths. Just by claiming that, "because i didn't know that 2a3 was that noisy, having so much complaints." I slap you then you know is't? Kpkb. Fucking school, you make me feel like burning this whole school down, seriously. -'- I shall rant everything to that principal. Bitch.


-Stopping letter writing for sometimes, sorry guys. But i really need to rant everything out in here. It's not like i want to. But it's as if i've suffered from some kinda shock. A school that fucking lied to me for 1 month, get that.

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