moving in reverse.

I am friggin PISSED OFF, thanks to the family. I've been having nothing but mood swings lately. One moment, I may be frowning; the next, I am laughing hysterically. I don't know the cause of these mood swings. Probably because of that thing that I did Wednesday night.

I am not going to tell you, my readers. Find out yourself. I am not annoyed of the mood swings, because they are MINE. But it annoys other people. Grr.

Wednesday afternoon, Zimah treated to a box of pizza. Yay! Thankies, dear. Tiqah's head was spinning (figuratively), and Amal's shoulder was too far away for her to lie on, so I offered mine. That's just as far as I am going to tell.

Then Thursday. First period was GP. No teacher til Monday. So Daus taught me how to play a nursery rhyme on the guitar. I was supposed to complete my Bio and Maths assignment, but this interests me more. And I was supposed to go to the class adjacent to mine, to finish off the Bio assignment with Zimah, but I avoided it. Go figure.

Bio. Yawn. Maths. No Fuzah, she went to Singapore. So I sat on the side that was dominated by the XY chromosome. Again, avoiding a person. Then, break! Returned the Belalong form to Ck. Fatimah, along with $109. I can't wait.

Then CCA. I was supposed to join Choir Club, but then I found out ada an uber-annoying junior, so I pulled out and registered my name for Gulintangan Club. Sarcastic yaay. There were a lot of 'interested' Form 3's in the Gulintangan Club. We'll see about the extent of their interest. There was one guy that had a keen sense for gendang playing, and one girl that joined the Gulintangan under the Youth Centre. Envy! Oh, also. There was the adik of the person whom I tried to avoid. Ironic, much. Nay, karmic, much.

Then Chem class. Before that, Zimah pestered me about the thing the night before. Malas tah ku kan gitau! Blablabla. I am tired. Atu saja.

I JUST WANT TO SAY I AM TIRED. AND MOODY. SO FUCK OFF.