early in the morning
It's 6:25 am and I'm wondering why I'm sitting here typing this. It's probably all the fault of the food-poisoning which woke me up so many times that I've given up on going back to sleep. Bleh to that.
My parents have left Singapore and I'm hoping to be able to be left by myself at home for 3 weeks but the thing is my grandma the champion worrier is probably going to come over every single freakin' day to clean the house/make sure I haven't died. And I just know that I'm going to lose my mind if that happens. I'm going to be so superbly irritated that I probably would have to join a loony bin by week 2. Seriously. Her superb paranoia and worry and "moral education" lectures find ways to get on my nerves every single time. I know that she just wants the best for me but there has got to be a point when she recognises that I'm not 7 anymore.
Yesterday when she heard that my dad wanted to buy me the Sony Ericsson S700i she wasn't very happy. Apparently she thinks that once I get it, I'm going to get followed by strangers and they're going to mug me at the first opportunity. And she told me to go and tell my dad that I don't want the phone. Which just totally pissed me off. I get her point, that she doesn't want me to get the phone, but... don't tell me what I want. The thing is, I do want that phone and I don't see why I should lie about it. It's not like my dad would be convinced because he already knows that I really like it. And I just hate it when people try to get me to tell people what I want, when they themselves have no idea what it is I want.
I'm thinking that it's very likely that we're going to have a falling out sooner or later. UGHHHHHH!
The results are going to be out on Monday at 2 pm. And it's only Saturday morning right now. I hope they can just hurry up with it and give us the damned things because I'm getting very tired of wondering what it is I got. I don't like this anticipation at all. It's another thing right now that's just driving me totally nuts.
I've got to go to SAJC Monday morning to get stuff back from my classmates and then I will go to SMSS to get my results and stuff. I hope they don't go into lengthy speeches because by then I'd probably be ready to knock someone out. I know I keep saying this, but I'm losing my mind. At least, it feels like I'm losing my mind. Which isn't a particularly comfortable feeling at all.
I hope I did well.