i just woke up, and i was supposed to meet nicole and erin.!
we were supposed to go shopping. haha
anyway, tomorrow is grad night.
and omg.
guess what?!
come up to me and ask,
i'm not gonna say it here,
but everyone knows!
haha. its so lame.
now you know what i was talking about?
i am going to get all my stuff later.
so i can cross of things on my shopping list.
oh, and i like the louis vuitton speedy damier,
only because its so damn rare.
the white one of course.
i still havent decided on what bag i want.
so not buying anything just yet.
still deciding.
yes, i type all my thoughts.
haha
i know i think about shopping alot.
so..yes.
i have nothing left to do anyways.
except find a job.
mable gave me the details to club 21.
so i'm gonna try there.
school is gonna end.
for good.
tomorrow.
and never will i be a secondary school girl again.
its so scary, but exciting.
an ex-sacian.
school life was good though.
annoying teachers.
the best friends ever.
malay classes with laura and erin.
free periods of playing the animal concentration game when we laughed til our pee alomst came but.
haha.
super fun.
mia laura and i during SOP,
where the moosey idea was created.
nicole stressing about class things.
mdm kee's nagging for 2 periods, frequently.
evrything was good.
even the sucky things.
haha.
this whole year, auds and i practically went to subway like, half the year.
but we have our secret place now.
which we shall not tell, or it'll become like subway.
(you know what i mean, auds)
everything was good.
it was all fun.
tomorrow will wrap it all up.
and its gonna be the best.
everyone is gonna be there,
(EXCEPT AUDREY! I HATE YOU FOR NOT GOING TOMORROW! seriously.)
its gonna be fun.
even if the ceremony will last for what will seem like 5 years,
and even if the maht band sucks,
even if its so fucking hot we sweat our make up off,
even if our feet are sore from our killer heels,
its gonna be good.
its gonna be fun
its gonna be the last.
i'm not fake.
if i dont like you, i'm gonna show it to you.
why would i wanna be fake and pretend to be your friend?
thats not what i do.
so stop asking people if i hate you, or if i talk about you.
i dislike you.
so why would i bother wasting my breath talking about you?
its a waste of my time.
wake up!