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Monday, August 23, 2004

i can't begin how to describe this day. UURGGH. i have done one of the most incredulously stupid and ridiculous thing. I can't imagine anyone else who's like me.

You see i forgot to cancel my driving lesson and as a result, i've spent 58 bucks for nothing. money is not such a big deal to me. it's the forgetfulness or the inaneness of this damn business that's making me feel really sick in my tummy. now, my blood is rushing to my neck and i'm really feeling quite nauseas.

It's not like there weren't any warning signs. in fact, today i woke up with the premonition that something of this nature was going to happen. But i suppressed the thought and went on doing the thousand and one things i had planned in the morning. My dad is also on my case for repeatedly not covering the printer properly. It's just putting a stupid damn orange cloth over it and i apparently am incapable of doing so, which prompted him today to write on our family notice board "GIVE UP ON YOU."

Yup, capital letters with exclamation mark. But i'm reaching a point where the sinking feeling in my heart is telling me that no matter what dramatic situation i'll be thrown in, it'll still be a long time coming before i can really change.

RANT. i hate ...

posted by happyhannon at 2:54 PM