flying fudge, yes that's the fancy name for the f word. :) ever since i accidently said the f word during lit class. I could've sworn i heard it in my head. honest. yeppers. well, that's what happens when u spend one week cooped in a room with potty-mouths like sathia and darren and stress-loaded weeks and YEARS of stress which takes a toll on you, you know.
recently, i've been pissed by a lot of
thangs. most recently, a few minutes ago, by my parents. and one second ago. and its still going on now. bloody hell. don't they know the difference between a computer & a notebook?!
1. i'm not allowed to bring the laptop into my room or anywhere else other than the bloody living room. why? cuz i'm gonna go chat in
secrecy in my locked room, which is nt even locked by the way.
2. that is the reason why my mom was reluctant to get the notebook.
WELL, this is my argument, P.O.V , of which is probably nonsensical, illogical, not worth listening to, and going to be ignored.
Labels: CCA, Darkness, Family, Quirks, Secondary School Life, Teen Angst
