sat-fucktired-day.

not that i fucked anything(no ab, not the 5 mistresses i have....DID YOU DO THE OTTOMANS? =D) or anyone(certainly not mr. lift) in particular.

i almost died. early morning tuition and extremely cool breeze almost blew me away to...god knows where. spain? (NOT CHINA, CONFIRM) i could barely move my limbs and drag myself from one destination to another, then attempt to pull myself together so i look barely alive to the students i teach and get them to behave like humans instead of animals in the zoo.

god, at least i didn't lose my sense of humour there. made some lame jokes and apparently really comical expressions to make them burst out laughing again. geez. don't test my patience you idiotic kid. one day, i will TAME you.

so i braved through 3/4 day of tuition, got a ride from wj to bukit batok area bus stop for 189 and plopped back home. refused to leave the house for dinner. attempted to study maths, failed badly, switched on the tv and fell aslp on the couch. then everyone came home. ate my dinner. poked. i feel fatter than ever. god save me from feeling like an aneroxic chick.

i forgot how the rest of sat night went by. more maths questions and doing differentiation until i my eyes were a blur. KO-ed on my bed until this noon 1pm? HAHAHAHAH. eh, cut me some slack ok. i'm really damn tired from the week.

ok, then....i did bugis shopping on friday. stupid nehneh mgq so long. knn i was around a group of indons who talked non-stop, nonetheless, in their national tongue. sighs. i would have loved to join their conversations. saw them talking econs. TO HELL WITH THAT. i can talk about it in the future. :)

broke, after bugis shopping. dammit. i really like alot of the new stuff they offer. it's much better than far east all-the-same-on-the-rack stuff. gosh. cny shopping i'll say. :)

apple strudel at ritz house after a tiring day was GOOD. one apple, one strawberry strudel. hehe. talked coked. mans, next week i wanna go back. items to collect.

=(

a havoc week ahead. 4 quizes. GREAT. i feel pressured to perform everyday in school. which isn't good. because i am expected to perform in tuition centre too. the parents are way too demanding. fucking stressed.

one class least number of kids i have is 4. i shall not even talk about the largest ok.
but money money. my sole source of income.
TOLERANCE.

liu gu, you are so funny.
hahahahaha.

"how many pairs of boots you have?"
"erm...2?"
"really meh? how come it seems like i saw more?"
"......."