had a pretty sucky day today.
perhaps it was cuz i didn't get a good night's rest; i probably woke up on the wrong side of the bed. on top of being super tired, i just felt down and sian- perhaps there are a couple of dementors hanging around me, who knows.
and lessons were shite as well; morning lecture wasn't THAT bad cuz i had to furiously scribble down notes. english content upgrading was quite a disaster cuz i really hate technical grammar. POG was the worst i think; i mean, there's a difference between being competitive and playing plain dirty. granted, it was probably the lecturer's aim to make us realise that rules are essential in any games that we play. but that doesn't mean that you can play in an unreasonably aggressive manner and act all aggrieved when i get cheesed off. if you want to confront me, oh please i'm begging you come fuck me in my face. cuz i was just dying to explode. don't walk away muttering telling me to relax. coward.
and went to queensway to get turf shoes; got the display set cuz it was the last piece, and the shopkeeper didn't give me a better price. it's that winston shop near the exit; try not to go there they were all rude fucks. walau don't wana work in retail sector then go upgrade yourself and get a better job la don't take it out on the customers. poor mr wong next time don't meet me when i'm having a bad day ok.
i'm just very angry today.
