I seriously don't understand why I'm typing this entry belated.
Okay, now I know why.Because I simply don't have enough time.
Friday? Friday was a half-day all right, but it just wasn't enough to help me complete the 'innocent' looking pile of homework. Okay
, I guiltily admit that it was due to the fact that I went out with Ting to dine at Delifrance. -) The whole of the afternoon was then spent by my princess sleep; was dog-tired after the incessant bombardments of tests and pissed off by revolting marks written in red ink by sadistic teachers.
When I woke up, my mom wanted to go to the hairdresser's. So I tagged along to have my hair cut too. Had my hair layered again, this time the layers were neater; but shorter. Still it was much better, as compared to the previous haircut. Duh, I went back to the usual place. =)
When the haircut was done, it was already evening time. Did some bits of homework and went to watch Stairway to Heaven. Don't complain, I know I have already watched the whole show, but it was nice to watch again. Good shows are watched repeatedly what. =)) The 2nd disc was touching. Especially the part when the little Cheng-jun ge is going away to further his studies; and poor little Jing Shu is not going with him to further her studies because of the wicked plan the evil mother and daughter conjured up to separate them. Lil Jing Shu is locked up by the stupid stepsister and Lil Cheng-jun ge is leaving already. Thank god the brother helped to unlock the door and poor Lil Jing Shu ran all the way to the airport to find Lil Cheng-jun ge, while carrying a tape recorder. Lil Cheng-jun ge is so sweet as to record his message to Lil Jing Shu, confessing his love to her. Lil Jing Shu wanted to find Lil Cheng-jun ge before he leaves, and to reply to the tape recorder, that she loves him too. When she got to the airport, there was no one there. She thought she had came too late and started crying. Suddenly, the departure door opened, and there stood the charming guy. He smiled at her. Lil Jing Shu was still crying, pressed the tape recorder and said, "I love you too
." Then they hugged and smiled. Lil Cheng-jun ge took out two necklaces, one in the shape of a heart, and the other, in the shape of something that will encase the heart. They took turns putting the necklaces onto each other's neck and then it was time for Lil Cheng-jun ge to go.Sob. How touching. ='(
After watching the show, I went to sleep. Lol.
The next day, which is today, I woke up early for guitar lesson. I swore I shouldn't have gone for it, because, the instructor has decided to pick
on me. *grumbles*
He kept on scolding me because I was not paying attention and playing the wrong notes. There's always a reason behind everything, and my reason was because some of his notes were wrong and too boring. =)
Once I sneezed real loud. And forgot to say, "Excuse me."
Then he said, "HELLO. Where's your manners? Oi, where you cut your hair ah? Next time don't go that salon again." He said it in front of the whole ensemble. Imagine it. My face turned hot you know. Hello, my hair is so much better than yours, at least my head is not bald. Plus
it's really wrong to critisize a salon which charges $16
for a haircut. Plus
I'm a regular customer.
Enough of guitar. So boring.
After guitar, I went for literature lesson. The first ever literature lesson. People are asking me why I took it as an extra subject. Because I've fallen heads over heels in love with Literature. If Literature was a guy, I would marry him. =) Okay, back to the literature lesson.
God, the teacher was the Principal
Boring lesson again, because I didn't understand one single bit of the book, Mcbeth.
Didn't read through the whole act what. =_=
After literature lesson, went for A Maths tuition.
But can see the teacher. ^^
I'm trying really hard to overcome the overwhelming stress.
Stress is derived from...
-me tolerating people who critisize me
-me tolerating the fact that I'm a stupid princess
-me tolerating the fact that the prince in the taggieboard has not revealed himself yet
-me tolerating the fact that I will remain a victim of unrequited love
-me tolerating the fact that so many peeps are getting better results than me
-me tolerating the fact that teachers like to give us homework and tests
-me tolerating the fact that I have to tolerate those people who dampen my spirits
-me tolerating the fact that I feel so unloved, uncared for...
And the list goes on.