Sep 08, 2010 21:52
Can I kill people 'cause I really want to kill people for making me miss once in a lifetime chance and it's all their hell fault. The only reason I didn't vent in front of them and pretended everything's alright is because I am hell not going to cry and make it look like I'm that much of a desperado which I am. Now that I'm alone and free to let everything out I just can't stand it anymore.
I am now on the waiting list to get a place at the Monash Ball. Thanks to idiots who can't even confirm with us whether they're going. How hard can it be to answer two simple questions: Do you want to go? Are you free that night? And why did they insist on getting a full table, we could just pick up half of it. I have been telling them from Monday, half of the table are gone, hurry up, even the good tables at the back are gone, hurry up, there's only a few tables, HURRY. UP. Don't say I didn't warn them. I have been doing that right from the start. It may not mean much to them, it means A LOT to me. I am hell not going to miss out on a prom when I have already missed my first. I am hell NOT going to miss seeing my childhood idol as an emcee. I hope they all burn in hell.
Bosco, once again, messaged at my worst. He has great timing. He cheers me up. I'm glad.
Weekend camp at Bayu Beach Resort, leaving on Friday and back by Sunday. It'll be fun. At least that's another thing to look forward to.
angst,
uni