Music Makes Me High

Saturday, October 25, 2008

today was my promotion test.
1)i SUCKED.
2)at first-aid,i didn't even know what i was supposed to do.
3)i kept comforting the casualty and i even bandaged the wound wrongly.
4)at foot-drill,i didn't lift my leg to 90 degrees and i banged on my heel by accident.
5)i came to the test with double eye-lids.
6)and i looked stupid in full-uniform while the rest looked smart.
in short,today wasn't exactly the best day of my life.and i got double eye-lids because i cried.really badly.and i cried cos i quarelled with someone.over a really minor matter.that person kept telling me that i will never be able to win or fight for my rights,and that i was a failure.so i broke down because i felt like giving up hope.i wanted to win for once.why don't anybody give me a chance to express myself?am i supposed to let you hold me by the nose and drag me around like a slave?it's so strange that when people encouraged me to fight for my rights,and when i do,they get angry because they can't stand my nonsense.WTH?so what's the point?why don't you just circle me while chanting****you bitch and watch me cry because because little miss oh-so-perfect and annoying and failure for life is being bullied?and then next day you act as if nothing has happened and when i'm pissed and show a bit of attitude,you yell at me for showing you disrespect.hello?how am i gonna show you respect when you do not even respect me in the first place?don't think that just because you're older you can boss me around and insist that no one can give attitude but yourself only.trust me.i can be a bitch if i want to,since isn't that what you always called me?i'll be watching.

7:52 AM