Permanent heartbreak,

I am pathetic, wtf. I am done bawling my !@#$%^&* eyes (I hate how I can no longer swear as much as I like now with Dad or whosoever knowing about my blog. Ugh, it is such a sore!) out. Now, it is time to rant.


Well said, wtf. I might be sort of peeved with Dad because he forbade (Teehee, I initially didn't know the past tense for forbid but I do now. Thank you, dictionary.com!) me from going to Pustaka to STUDY. Like, hello? If you didn't see the word clearly, how is this for you? STUDY! S. T. U. D. Y = STUDY!

I asked him earlier in the afternoon and I do not see the purpose or reason why he had to raise his voice a tone louder to say no. Apparently, he thinks it is a total waste of time for me to go and I should be able to study better and concentrate more at home.

Sorry to rain on your parade, Dad. Obviously, you don't know two hoots. For a first, I am going there to STUDY! Do you need me to emphasize on the word again? I'll repeat the sentence. I AM GOING THERE TO !@#$%^&* STUDY! Not waste my time, thanks. People go there to study everyday, why do you think they go there? To waste time? Of course not, wtf. It is because Pustaka provides great study space for people, duh! You've never even been inside the place, how the !@#$%^&* would you ever come to know?!

Secondly, if I really could study better and concentrate at home, do you think I would want to drive to Pustaka on such a hot day instead of chilling and studying in the comfort of my own home? IT IS BECAUSE THERE ARE FAR TOO MANY DISTRACTIONS AT HOME. And just by knowing the many 'distractions' are within my reach, do you honestly think I could 101% focus? You, of all people, should have a smidge of an idea how easily distracted and influenced by my surroundings and all.

Oh and here's a bonus. One of the many reasons I prefer studying at Pustaka rather than home is because of the people who are studying there as well. Not because they are my friends or whatever, not for fun and entertainment.. Or whatever that might cross your mind. It is because the sight of them mugging hard and burying themselves in their books - it motivates me. Seeing other people study motivates me to study as well, it makes me want to do the same. :(

Ugh, I suddenly feel like dissolving and floating away in the air. I am worried. It is about time, wtf. I should be mad, not a wave of emotional surge. Moodswing, wtf.

Let's digress, wtf. Last night was pretty fun. I kind of skipped out of tuition half an hour early with Eunice. Met up with Baby, Aaron and Joan. Oh and Jasmin too? Nothing much, just fooled around driving and all. :) Heh heh.

Oh, fwak. My tummy is coming in contact with me. Gotta head for the bowl, wtf. If you get what I mean, wtf. Stay gold, children.

P/S: Had lunch at Sushi King with the familia. I wonder what got into Dad. Hah hah, wtf.