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Monday, January 26, 2009

Sick yet again.



Did i tell you that i am in trouble? Firstly, i totally forgot about the submission date of my photography assignment, and today, whilst i am supposed to go out and do last minute photo-taking, i just had to fall sick!

So no photo taking for me today. And my submission is tomorrow. Looks like i need a back up plan.

Sometimes when i expect something, the unexpected happens. And when i don't expect anything at all, good things happen! So the moral of the story is to not expect anything to happen because nothing will go according to plan especially when there are other people involved. But it's hard not to expect anything.

Bleargh.

I feel like going shopping. No wait. I have this almost maniacal urge to shop to drive the blues away. And it's not like shopping for a item, but more of going on a one day spree that will make me happy forever. Well maybe not forever but only this period to satisfy my shopping lust. And the No. #1 item on my list is bags!!!

And i am having this intense dislike for people who chooses friends. Like a friend of mine, doesn't seem to like me and seriously, i don't give two flying fucks about it because i tend to dislike people, and people will dislike me. It's like karma. But i have no idea why this person has to be so bias, choosing his friends' girl over me. When, that girl has her own life.

Dislike with reason please, not because you think the other is more fun or cool or whatsoever. See with your eyes, not with your dick boy.

Don't you just hate people like that?

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"As im sitting infront of my laptop,
plotting my revenge,
cursing at my fate
and crying my hearts out,
i realised that i should just let it be
because sooner or later,
i'm gonna get over him
and find someone new and that,
will be the best revenge ever."


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