Interesting. Anyway today seems kinda chaotic. Obviously my tutor wasn't too happy about me and my PF notes. He told me I could've gone to the internet...and I was like eh? Oh ya...=\ So...that was it. After that studied econs for quite a while...soon got VERY VERY bored. Plus, noone to talk to on MSN. I find this a radical change. In sec sch, I was more of the quiet type. The one who only takes you one look to see: "Ooo quiet guy lol" The sort of guy one would be the last to suspect of masterminding a conspiracy that involved forming a secret association of which every classmate was involved (but one) and leading that association on a glorious but short-lived crusade against that one person to bring them down to their knees once and for all and letting that person know that we as a collective unit have grown weary on their attitude problem. But that's a story for another day. Since my blog is more private (to a certain extent) I might share it someday. Soon. On the annivarsary of...;)
But I digress. Yeah. Anyway, I decided to become uh...more extroverted in JC because, hey, you can't exactly spend the rest of your life hiding in a shell can you? So, obviously the first few responses I got from my new friends were like eh? You seem like the quiet type... didn't expect you to be so lively. Lol. But now it has proceeded to the extent where I have a chronic dislike for boredom masquerading as loneliness, or the other way round. I wish it were so easy to convert back...lol.
So I was pretty bored, and I came online, in pursuit of stuff to do. Ended up finding people to chat, watching Flash animation, surfing, reading webcomics, and I even have an idea for the new Plastic Muggers strip. Yet, I am internally in turmoil as I feel I did not do enough today but I look at my workbook and realised I have reached saturation. I also don't know how to solve this. How puzzling. =S
Some random pic I drew on MSN yesterday. Anyway earlier today, my sister was like whining about how I could've been nicer to her and how ner friend's brother is sooooo nicer to her blah blah blah. She said and I quote "You have failed as a brother." Basically I was laughing non-stop throughout this discourse and she was only saying it half seriously anyway. It just seemed too fake and choreographed, like something you see in a TV drama. I was laughing and telling her to go away (not very politely, but she's used to that sort of thing) and she just kept going on and on.
Then later she chose the wrong time to bother me. When I was feeling seriously bothered by econs, she came at me when I unlocked my door (see why I lock it now?) and started on that some old crap again. It was funny at first then it quickly wore thin on my already frayed nerves. To make it worse, I told her to get the you-know-what out and she just sat on my floor and kept blabbering. I grabbed her arm and started to drag her but she resisted. =.= Apparently she still thought I was joking. So I let go and told her in no uncertain terms to get the - out and - off from my room before she left. =\ Sigh...gambling doesn't tear fmailies apart. Mugging does. Lol...
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