2 hands 1 cable 1 wakeboard.

whoa. time pass so fast. next week's prelims. wtf?! die. happy bday janice. some popular arse who didnt reply my sms. go die. lol. the bbq went fine on monday. i find it good for the first time. EVERYONE ACTUALLY COOKED! that was something very unusual, and we didnt cleared all the food as i forgotten abt the crabs. wth? lol.fuck. the drinks i bought still here=.= wcws bandung.LOL i nothing to say la. sian. the next days the worst. woke up at 1.30pm. suppose to meet terry in sch at 10=.= what a joke. worst of all, armstrongs pissed with me,for no reason. and i took all the blame without knowing what i have done wrong. my files were thrown away, books gone, notes gone. sometimes i wonder, is armstrong helping me? or merely killing me slowly by doing all this. mr kuan talked to me abt it, and asked what happen which i apparently dont know. its stupid i think. let her be then. i am lazy to do anything, but i want my files back. and i have to thank matthias mum for that, talking all those stuff to armstrong, if i meet her in the streets, shes a fucking goner. i fetched her son everyday home, and this is how she repay? wow.wat a bitch. not mentioning danver or whatever his called, a mere glance made me puke. wat a disgusting gay, he is LITERALLY gay. and he gave me tat "bu shuang look" mother fucker. if it wasnt armstrong, his gone by now. i just realised something, those who are close to me, are the ones who are harming me. shall TRY and isolate myself from now on . arrgh. hope the next day would be fine.