Yesterday, I got into an argument with a friend.

Today, she apologized, and I accepted her apology, because SHE APOLOGIZED. LOL. I wasn't expecting her to apologize, honestly.

Today, I finally got the guts to ask for an answer. (btw, lucky I didn't decide to do it face-to-face. imagine THAT. -shudder-)

Today, I can finally get over smuffs, who, from now on, shall not be called smuffs anymore. As in, he'll be called smuffs, but it wont be because I like him, but because I liked him. ...Okay whatever. I'm not making any sense.

I'm so unbelievably relieved, it's like, awesome.

My weekend can't get any better. :)

I may say that it's okay, but really, what would I do the next time I see you? Pretend that 2 years of being in like with you never happened? Yes, I'm happy you were honest and (finally) gave me an answer, and I even told you that I'll get over you (honestly, wtf.), but can I really do that? I read somewhere, 'Lie till it's true'. If I kept lying to myself that it was okay, that I was okay, will it really happen? It's not a question of whether I can do it or not, but more like I have to. But because I am awesome, I CAN and WILL get over you.

"i fell for you, but you didnt catch me. but its okay. ill get back up on my own."

Yesterday, I had training.

Wait, before that, about school.

All uniformed group members had to wear their uniforms to commemorate Total Defence day, therefore, I had to wear the tight, itchy, uncomfy uniform the whole day. But at least I got to see smuffs in full uniform the whole day NYAHAHA. Ahh. Guys in uniforms make me go gaga.

Anywhos.

The only reason I wanted to post this is because I REGRET NOT DRINKING SMUFFS' BUBBLE TEA!! sobs.

Like, he offered it to me, and I (humbly) said no, and Nana wanted to slap me for saying no. I want to slap me for saying no. Whatthefark manz.

ARGH WHYYYY?!?!?!?!

Oh wait. I know why. I was afraid that I'd do something stupid, because he was giving THAT smile, and I might be so dazed that if I accepted his offer and reached out to drink his bubble tea I might knock it over and thus embarrassing myself. Or or or, I might miss the straw completely and have it up my nose or something. GAHH! BAD THOUGHTS!

Oh, before I forget...

STAFF SERGEANT, BABY!!! NYAHAHAHAHA!! Ahh. I can leave NPCC happily now. :)

" Time together isn't ever quite enough
When you and I are alone, I’ve never felt so at home
What will it take to make or break this hint of love?
We need time, only time
When we're apart, whatever are you thinking of?
If this is what I call home, why does it feel so alone?
So tell me darling, do you wish we'd fall in love?
All the time, all the time "

OMYYYGGAAAHHHHHHH CINABEH SHOULD FUCK OFF. Like, seriously. What the freaking fuck.

So this is what happened:

Firstly, cinabeh called me to come back to school and nagged at me for submitting only one piece of work.

cb: "Why only one piece of work? Two weeks leh, Asyiqin."
me: "Yeah, but everytime I take pictures, I have to take new ones because the message keep changing, so I'm not sure which one I'm supposed to focus on."
cb: "But you've seen me for one-to-one consultation right?"
me: "... Yes... but every consultation thing you always change my message. Then I have to keep changing my pictures what."
cb: "...But you had two weeks."
me: "But you changed my message on like, Monday, and then I already took pictures for that one but you didn't like the pictures and then you haven't printed the pictures you took of me so what am I supposed to draw?"
cb: "But you had two weeks leh! ... Nevermind. You wait for me. I print your pictures."

Then she decides to nag the next kid, and thus wasting my time.

That pissed me off. But not as bad as the next scene.

-outside staffroom-
(Btw, DHG clan and Natassja was there to witness it all. LOL.)

cb: -passes me my pictures and walked up a few steps of stairs, expecting me to follow. I remain near the table. HAH- "Go to the artroom and trace."
me: "Er... cher. I have to go already. I have something important to attend (movie. HAHAH, but she doesn't have to know.)
cb: "No, you must go and trace."
me: "But I really have to go."
cb: "No, I think you should trace your pictures first before you go for your holidays. I don't think you can give me quality work if you don't trace."
me: "But I never even bring my art materials and stuff."
cb: "Eh! Asyiqin! This is your O levels leh, not mine!"
me: "Yeah I know that. It's my work so that's why I'll do good what."
cb: -there was a pause. I think she wasn't expecting me to talk back. betch. wait. here comes the best part.-  "But I don't trust your observational drawing skills."
me: -stunned speechless. like, seriously. my jaw actually dropped and my eyes widened and I sorta leaned back. I WAS SO FUCKING PISSED AND WANTED TO HIT HER SO BAD THAT I WAS TREMBLING.-
cb: "Go to the art - " - I INTERRUPTED HER MUAHAHAHA!-
me: -turns to look at Natassja- "FINE. Let's go to the art room." -totally showing attitude and glaring at cinabeh all the way (yes, even when she's talking to me) and walking damn fast she had trouble catching up with me at first.-

FUCK YOU CINABEH. I seriously, seriously, seriously can't tolerate that last comment about my observational skills. Like, what the freaking fuck man. She's the one who colours like shit and doesn't know how to use photoshop properly. Fuck. I say I want to use digital media, and she tries convincing me that digital media isn't good. Well THAT'S JUST CAUSE SHE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO USE IT. ARGGGHHH!

I'm so fucking pissed that I'm cursing so damn freaking much.

URGH.

One day, cinabeh, I WILL shove a distinction (and maybe my middle finger, while I'm at it) in your fucking face.

Title of post says it all.

:(

p.s: it's a bloody freaking hot day.