Boring day.

Back at home.
Bathed.
Eaten.
Reprimanded.
Cause of caming home late.

Fuck the remedial.
Fuck that boring 2 hours.
Fuck the teacher.
Fuck Amaths.
Fuck this restricted homo country.
Fuck the coming tuition on Saturday.
Fuck the fucking sin I commited with all the fucks I typed.

I'm fucked up fuck my fucking life

Din't meant to be vulgar but I'm fucked up.
Seriously.
Argh.

Yes, today went through that 2 hours of tuition and me, Pei Zhao, Zavier, Vivian and Zhiyi went to buy ourselves bubble tea before going to the Mac's. Brought my file for physics. Got a call for my mom. Needed to go home. At the bus stop, Kok Yong, Kar Hao, Jian Ri and Nelson spotted me. All of them boarded bus 99 and I'm left with Kok Yong. He went off after few minutes of chitchat to get himself an ice-cream. 502 appeared. I boarded it until I saw 185 was behind. Wtf is wrong with this fucking arrangement. 185 hiding behind 502. This incident had happened twice.

Fuck sbs transit.

I mean, they made double-deck 502 which have usually 5-6 people and not 185 which is always jampacked like a can of sardines? Where the fuck is their fucking brain.

Forget it, I'ma just go to bed. Splitting headache. Had been having headache regularly. Wtf is wrong with me. Might be just down with some random terminal disease.

Bb, I'ma go rot on my fucking bed.