my cheek is peeling! pretty soon, i will have zero cheek skin. what will be left is a prominent patch of bald, unprotected area of flesh on my face. its all the clearasil's fault! and its not like its a worthy price to pay! its not even removing my pimples! without removing the entire patch of skin along with it. haha. its so rough there now! like sandpaper. in fact, if i rub my finger against it long enough, it will probably generate enough friction to start a small fire. my head will be in flames =D
mom is nagging at me again. because of surprise surprise, my PROGRESS REPORT. mr ng is like a harbinger. you know, like a bearer of bad news. thats harbinger right? haha. he wanted to see us individually, to like, talk about our results with us. it really exhibited his caring-teacherness. she's like this nag machine with no stop button. every time she senses a bad grade, she goes to on mode and doesnt stop until the pigs fly home. i REALLY hate it and cannot stand it when she does that. she doesnt give me credit at all for the things i do well in! i've told her a zillion and one times before that time was not on my freaking side for chem, so i didnt manage to do all the mcqs, but its like talking to a brick wall. and she seems to understand other people better than her own daughter! like, when we met huilin that day and she asked, 'how was exam?' and huilin was like, quite difficult, she went all, 'oh, first term is like that.' wtf man!!! ill do a triple back flip if she ever said that to me. and when i do well, or better than before at least, suddenly she's so proud of me. like during olevels. *fumes* maybe she thinks im a dumbass or whatever. i just wish she wouldnt pass any sarcastic comments if she doesnt have anything nice to say. like, if u cant encourage me, the least u can do is not to discourage me. i should stick one of those '101 things to say to encourage your children' posters on her mirror. i saw it once at the doctor's, and i thought it was really cool =p think some genius kid must have come up with it. ooh my chinese teacher gave quite bad comments. haha. for promtness of handing in work, she gave me an average. haha..well, i must admit, she's right. its just, with her, chinese is becoming so dry and i now have zero interest in it. believe me, i used to like chinese. now its like, the only reason i feel that going to chinese is worthy is that we get to sit right under the air con and soak in all that water vapour. =D this is a BAD attitude to don. and anyway, i got below average for chinese. haha..sad case..
i feel like running away. but there's nowhere to run to. i mean, seriously, i could take my wallet and all the money i have and probably take a little walk around the neighbourhood, live on the streets at night, go to school in the morning and never come back so that they cant find me, but i need to bathe, and i cant take showers in public. i wish my room had a secret passageway. i wish she were more understanding. i wish they had this like, secret centre for troubled teens to take refuge and seek comfort and shelter in. maybe i should start one. haha.
