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im going on a hiatus. until PMB's over, i guess?
unless, there's just something im itching to type up or like. im just super bored.
anyway. today was a pretty bad day.

it was a bad day since like, midnight this morning. Andy knows why. but what's good is, i figured out that I'm pretty good at hiding how i feel. especially to people who don't know me all that well. unless you know, i just burst out. which happened not too long ago with Siew. gah.

anyway, the one thing i actually enjoyed today? Sarr was hyper, like a bitch. that Siew felt like smashing her head into the table. wahah. anyway, earlier i got on to talking with Niks about boobs that are bigger than the other boob. and i talked about this with Sarr, amidst all the nonsensical shit.
Ells: *holding up both boobs. Sarr, my right boob is bigger than my left. what about yours?
Sarr: *holds up her boobs. naww, my left boob is bigger than my right. what about your butt cheeks? *puts her hand under her legs.
Ells: *feels her ass cheeks. i think my right is bigger than my left.
Sarr: naw, mine is both the same..
and then we both proceed to state body parts of ours that are bigger than the other pair, while Siew and Ruth look at us like we are on crack and have some kind of disease in the head. which, im beginning to wonder if we do. some terminal crazy disease, perhaps. it would really explain a hella lot.
another incident i'd like to mention with Hannah, who was collecting files at the end of the last period.
Hannah knocks on the door and proceeds to get the file across the room.
Ells stares at her ass, noticing it's a bit flat.
Ells: Sister, your ass is flat.
Hannah: no its not. if i wear tights then it wouldn't be flat.
Ells: no, no. it really is flat.
Hannah: because im wearing high pants. if its tight, it wouldn't be flat.
Ells: RIGHT. i also noticed your left boob is bigger than your right.
Hannah turns her back on me.
Ruth: she's crazy dont mind her.
Ells: noo, my right is bigger than my left.
Hannah: right.
*Hannah and Ells proceed to get into an argument about body parts.
Hannah looks up and notices T. Priya looking at us with a weird expression and Hannah exits.
yes, stupid. *shrugs. heh.

i went home, watched all four episodes of OTH. made me cry like a bitch.

anyway, i hate that i have to keep my mouth shut about everything i feel like screaming out. that i feel like getting everything out, but i know i just cant. my dislike towards my brother is growing more and more each day. my dad's awesome, i love him to bits. but my brother treat him like dirt. he just doesn't see exactly how awesome daddy is. i hate it, and i feel like screaming at him to stop disrespecting Daddy. cause Daddy doesnt deserve it. at all. for everyone whose met Daddy, they'd know what i meant. oh GOD, this sucks.

gah. goodnight, and goodbye. till like, 1st Nov or something? hah.

P.S.

RIP Quentin Fields. Die Nanny Carrie, DIE, DIE, DIE. i dedicate my Personal Message in my MSN, to OTH.

darlinks.

way back when

thankyouu.