parent teacher meeting sucked. although i feel that stuff she said was true.

about my f'ed up grooming, how my hair always covers those eyes, how my shirt is always halfway out, how i wear black shoelaces, how my skirt is above the knees and how my socks are always at the ankles. damn, i give the wrong impression to the teachers. and i'm called a bimbo? an ahlian?

i'm kissing goodbye to my freedom this hols. &next year i'll change. i told her i would, and i'm going to.

disappointment comes with a will to change myself. self-pity isn't enough(?).

anyway, went back to SHPS with jourdan (who made me wait again) and elroy, they wanted to get their W.O.W concert tickets. i just followed because i wanted to see my primary school. kinda miss those days? ohwell, the ticket manager wasnt in school, so we went to find mr soong who helped us book the tickets (kinda sorta). had a very long chat with him. discussed just about everything, from relationships to religion. which was very meaningful and enlightening. hmm i miss being in primary school.

and damn, i'm scared.8:12 PM