A moment of a lifetime.

101109.

My means of communication today is pretty limited;

I forgot to bring my phone out, 'cos I left it charging. Not that it's of much use to me anyways. Maybe I should do this more often, maybe it can cultivate a more independent self. Whatever.

Msn was having a major bitch-fit and insisted on me updting before they allow me to sign in :/ but, it led me to finding out the beauty of ebuddy. Looks good eh;)

Of course it would have a downside to it too, but we shall deal with it. It's not hard to get by, sometimes it's good to have silence.

Right about now I pretty much appreciate the silence, my head's pounding like a drum on repeat mode.

School's a drag and I'm kind of reluctant to take UT later. Zero preparation, feels like I'm going to fight a losing battle. /Edit it was a lost battle. But thank god I checked webmail, HACCP was a killer.

Did I mention, I dislike November! Too many birthdays, makes me a poor person! Haha.

Sissy's bday's approaching, now what do I do? Bubble tea for present sissy, how about that? Hahahah, or you can bring me on a short getaway! Don't bring mumma, she idiot! :/

I dreamt of dad last night, more like morning actually. In my dream he was everything I wanted, and everything I needed. Yet even in dreams there was the existence of a bitter truth that was unescapable. Such, is life.

Ease the barrier, close the distance.

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I cannot stress how much I loathe kids.
How can such annoying brats even exist?!

I HATE KIDS.
I HATE KIDS.
I HATE KIDS.
I HATE KIDS.
I FUCKING HATE KIDS.
(Especially C kids -.-)
TMDKNNCCB @#$%^&*()

But I adore caucasian kids.
A gazillion times more adorable,
a million times less bratty,
a thousand times more self-disciplined and well-behaved,
a hundred times more independent,
ten times more friendly,
and so much less an eye-sore.

At least they wont spit on me,
at least they wont clean their disgusting saliva on me,
at least they don't use vulgarities at such a tender age.

Fuck you people who don't know how to control your kids,
fuck you if you think I think that it's easy,
fuck you for even giving birth to them when you don't know how to raise them well,
fuck you for making people go through the torture when your kid is a bloody pain in the ass.

The world could do with a little less of people like you and your damn kids.

Yes they are just kids, BUT I STILL BLAME THEM.
Everyone makes mistakes, and if they get condemned for their mistakes, in all fairness these fucking kids should shoulder some blame too. 

Bloody fuck face,
Bloody fuck attitude,
Bloody fuck everything.

JUST DIE REALLY I WONT FUCKING PITY YOU. 

FUCK MAN I HATE KIDS.
 

I have very unfeeling mum and sis. Or maybe I'm just too emotional. But.. how can anyone not tear, at all, while watching my sister's keeper? Zzzz.

The show's pretty realistic. (Y)

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