i'm not okay.
i'm not o-fucking kay.
i'm in class right now and i feel like crying. breaking down. crying my fucking eyes out. but i can't. why? cause i made a mental note to myself way before i got my o'level results, that i'd never ever, ever, cry in my new school. ever.
it's only the 3rd week and i'm already struggling.
ouh.
news flash:
i'm not fucking moving house okay people?
deal with it.
this part julie goes: omfg! yaynessssssss!
*rolls eyes*
AT THIS MOMENT:
tea infuser?!
what?!
TEA INFUSER?!
i want the coffee!
gahh.
dammit. i feel so pissed out right now. possible taglines?
"smoother than plain water"
"for the best mix"
"for quality and class"
"you'll never drink coffee ever again"
"it makes you smoother"
omg lahhhh. we're going to present in like, 5 minutes time. and i still dont' know what i'm supposed to be doing. what the fuckkkkk. gah. okay, they're starting presentations already. later.
i thought and wondered at 10:17 AM