I love FAMILY GUYS, hands down.
Hello.
It's 12.08p.m. I'm at hommee..
Muahhaaha.
Yeayea, School is at 3.
I initially had school at 10. But the OOH-MY-SHITNITZ 969 bus took fairly half an hour to come, worse still, the bus was filled up. People in the bus were like sardines in a can. It pretty much suck, as obviously, I couldn't get up that bus. Well, the NEXT FOR-THE-OH-FOR-THE-LOVE-OF-Gawd 969, took another half an hour, and the situation was pretty much the same like the previous bus. It was TEN by then. I left my house at 8.53am. Believe me, it only takes me three minutes to get down to the busstop. I was seriously pissed by then. Obviously, I'll miss my first French Lesson, and it lasts only for an hour, and next lesson will be at 3. Soooo... I decided to get back home, ASS. From now on, I regard 969 bus service to be very very unprofessional, messed up, cock up and blood boiling service ever. This day pretty much suck.

Oh Boyy, and , I usually regret some of the things I say, I may get irrational, and might spout some inappropriate remarks. That may hurt you. But still, when you discover something on your own, and then, the person tells you that simple small piece of information that you never really expected regarding someting you discovered earlier. No matter how small the matter is, it still pretty much hurts at least by a bit.
I feel so vulnerable this way. kept away... 