when you know when you're gonna die and how

Our drainage system gets clogged when there are too much of rubbish inside, my brain gets clogged when I have too much undone homework.

I seriously think that I'm the worst student on earth. I've got an untouched set of Chemistry paper, an essay about Micheal Jackson, an essay about his Earth song, an essay about time, an essay about irritating ppls, an essay about how you helped someone and another one about you not helping the person, a creative essay about no one getting sick or old, an essay with it's first sentence given, a krg about robots, loads and loads of chinese journal entry, a endless amount of krgs to write and the list goes on.....

*sighs* I'm in big, big trouble now. And my krg was just tendang balik. It's not the first time already ah! The first few times was because what I wrote was not logical. "Stunningly wrong and no common sense" That was what he said.

Then when I took it back, made some corrections and handed it up again through my bro, it got stucked again! Argh! What's wrong with me? Why can't I get anything right these days? I'm in serious dilemma.

I've lost my mind when I had the krg back with "kekalutan" underlined and the rest unmarked. Simply went crazy that I even said "okay" to going to the f5 class! I've just cursed them like no one's business in the last post and I'm going to their class tomorrow?! Makes no sense, right? It's like digging my own grave.

Have a look at our conversation through sms:


me: Mr. kong, min yien here. Do u hv any baby class 2moro? Can I go?
mr. kong: Why?
mr. kong: not appropriate becos most students may not like strangers in their class and their mum may call me after class for that.
me: But wat about my krg?
mr. kong: u can come to the f5 class and they r around ur age and won't mind since u r all ok with each other
me: I dun want 2 go 2 f5 class. They r so scary.
mr. kong: u can come for -- to -- tomorrow and u can trade krg directly with Phebe and is better. They like u now. A few students in baby class scared of strangers and their mum may call me for that.
mr. kong: -- to-- is ok. I'm 100% sure they will like u becos they told me that they want to talk to u. But after --pm I leave that house.
mr. kong: Marcus and Joanne and Phebe say that they want to discuss with u
me: Considering. But scared. Maybe will bring my bro.
mr. kong: Ok also. They r battling among themselves and not with u
mr. kong: They will treat u as VIP tommorow.
me: My dad cant send me. Asked my transporter but haven got reply.
me: Actually, was my krg stucked or not logical again?
mr. kong: just stuck
me: k. I'm coming 2moro with my bro


See what I mean when I say digging my own grave? Ooh, I don't like it when they he says they want to dicuss with me and they'll treat me like VIP. I think I'll really get it this time. Should have been very clear that going to f5 class is like committing suicide after that incident last time. Think Mr. kong is annoyed by me. I keep sms-ing him. Anyway, he likes to talk, maybe he likes to sms too.

Haha,I've just had a very funny conversation with Kenzo at facebook chat. Strategising our way to get their krg the easy way.

"me: bury me if I die there, k?
kenzo: I'll wish u 2 be alive to d water lily
me:thx, but I think the petal will drop off
kenzo: hahah"

haha. It's an inside joke.

Hope I'll be alive for Chem tuition tomorrow

X.x