Seventy-One

Ooh, I feel so tired.

I actually had to spend the whole day in school doing essays. Teacher's orders. Très muet. Kak Han was telling me yesterday that the teachers should give us stuff to do during these actually pointless weeks of school because we would otherwise be doing but play around and do Ainn's word-search books. Well, your wish was granted, Kak, I hope you're happy!

Anyway, I left school tired, and I'm not the kindest of people when I'm tired. Heck, I'm not the kindest of people when I'm not tired. Everything just started getting on my nerves. Like, more so than usual.

Marinah spent forever borrowing her books, even though I only gave her 10 minutes.
The lady in the bus wouldn't move in from her seat.
And this nyonya kept pressing the lift button 'cause it wasn't coming down.

I almost went berserk.

I especially hate the last one. I hate it. It's so stupid. Pressing it incessantly isn't going to make the lift come any faster, is it? Secousse. If she was a kid, I'd have told her off.

But I didn't, because first of all, she's an old lady, and I'm not that rude. Second of all, I'm not that kind of person. If I don't like something, I usually clamp down and retreat into a moody silence. Snap at people. I'd rather swing my fists than hurl abuses, truth be told. Man, the things I actually say to people inside my head when I'm pissed. You'd be surprised.

I've been losing a lot of faith in the human race.
Which is why I like to watch Animal Planet.


I dreamt that I had a pet lemur and a pet spider monkey.
I woke up really sad.
I really want pet monkeys.