Like I don't have enough trouble trusting people
The woman behind the counter at the clinic just gave me the wrong instructions for taking my medicine. I'm given Clarityne 10mg and Atarax 25mg. One for morning, one for night. She writes on the label: Atarax 25mg and cicles 'Bedtime' on both. Fuck her. Ticks on Clarityne so I take it at night as it causes drowsiness. I get confused when I reach home: didn't the doctor say one in the morning, one in the night? How come she circles Bedtime twice? I think nevermind, I'll take the one she ticks at night and the other one in the morning. Doesn't matter if it's weird that a Clarityne 10mg pill causes drowsiness as opposed to a mighty Atarax 25mg pill. I go to bed wondering why I'm not sleepy yet, and don't feel any better.
Wake up in the morning. Mum tells me to call doctor and double check. Doctor says NO I'm supposed to take Atarax at night and Clarityne in the day. Screw that receptionist. I hope she loses her job. Irresponsible freak.
posted by beautiful at 5:42 pm
Somebody fucking enlighten me
Tell me how placing my VWoolf on top of my brother's laptop is DISRESPECTFUL.
Tell me how ignoring my father is RUDE.
Tell me how someone who doesn't reply my SMSes until after 12 hours because she's out with her skunk faced boyfriend is someone WORTH KEEPING.
Tell me why I shouldn't feel PISSED.
Don't nobody dare tell me what to do.
posted by beautiful at 3:14 am
I'm very very irritable today. Very very. Anything trivial will piss me off.
I went for Mass at Queen of Peace with parents, spent first half hour mentally bitching about the priest, woman sitting in front of my mum, man sitting in front of me, and basically fidgeting in the 2cm wide pew. Also, blowing my nose cos the church aircon has no thermostat and I swear my mucous filled tissues were getting frosty.
After Mass I glared at two people in public, pushed my way through the crowds of Parkway silently shouting mean things to people who blocked me and basically behaved like a bitch.
And of course there is a valid reason for me acting like this. There always is.
FUCK THE WORLD!!!
posted by beautiful at 6:50 am
My maid thinks I'm fat. Well her actual words were that I'm BIG.
Yeah, so anyway, don't you agree that it's so much worse than coming right out and saying 'fat'?
Big. Prosperous. Squishy.
posted by beautiful at 2:52 am
I hope Jireh is all right. She seemed pretty stressed out when I tried to yell at her across the zebra crossing. I was thinking of her voice while I was staring at the Donne question, wondering what the hell to write. I had a little Donne lesson from her a few weeks back and she made it seem so effortless, so I guess I drew strength from the memory. I just hope I quoted the poem titles correctly.
I just realised that my JC life is officially over. No more tutorials, no more going late for class on purpose, no more 7 period breaks, no more sarcastic comments from Harris, no more PE, no more 5 essays a week, no more assembly, no more sneaking out of school, no more TSD, no more memories to add to what I already have. But what I have, it's good enough.
To all those people who have loved and lost
You give your hand to me And then you say hello
And I can hardly speak My heart is beating so
And anyone can tell You think you know me well
But you don't know me
No you don't know the one Who dreams of you at night
And longs to kiss your lips Longs to hold you tight
Oh I am just a friend That's all I've ever been
Cause you don't know me
I never knew the art of making love
No my heart aches with love for you
Afraid and shy I let my chance go by
The chance that you might love me too
You give your hand to me And then you say goodbye
I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy
Oh you will never know The one who loves you so
Well you don't know me
You give your hand to me And then you say goodbye
I watch you walk away beside the lucky guy
Oh you will never know The one who loves you so
Cause you don't know me
Oh no you don't know me
OOhh...you don't know me
- You don't know me
posted by beautiful at 12:12 am
How Horny Are You?
Find out!
Okay four down, five to go. I'm going out with a bunch of old schoolmates on Friday to watch The Guru, it kinda reminds me of the time we did our O levels and for each week of exams my friend and I went to see a show. It was total de-stress! So I'm looking forward to chilling out but not to studying..eek... I'm so bored! That's how lazy I can get. Sigh.
Today's paper wasn't hard hard, so part of me is relieved and slightly happy, the other part of me screams 'DANGER! DANGER!' Well I dunno, it's over...
*puff puff puff*
Anyways I was telling Daphie today... I'm pretty excited about after the exams! Jo's birthday is coming up, anyone has any ideas of what we can give her? Fish food?
posted by beautiful at 9:29 pm
I'm quite sure the Dumpling is dead by now. I hope it died naturally..not by dropping down the elevator shaft or being eaten by a cat. *sigh* Still wish very much that it'd come home. God rest the little creature.
So far the Maths has been okaaay I guess, I am hoping to get a B. My expectations are not high where numbers and digits are concerned. The only time I got an A was for PSLE anyway! Well I just want the exams to end, whether I do well or not, because I just realised December is just round the corner and that means party like there's no end of the world! Woohoo!
posted by beautiful at 3:17 am
