wtf. i lost my pencil box. again. for the second effing time. you guys might be thinking ooh just a damn pencil box but to me, it's like, damn, i can't do my homework and those stuffs. everything is like in the damn pencil box. my ruler, my pens, my correction fluid! bahhh. and even my ex-primary school guyfriend's number was in my darn pencil box. i don't want the filthy pencil box. i just want the damn stuffs in them. grrr. oh, i left it on the floors of my tuition center. god, how careless can i be?

whatever, i'm just bloody mad at myself.

and i'm in my pms-y mood right now with a friggin' stomach ache and itches all over my body. what a day.

the only good thing that happens today was a book that i borrowed yesterday. it's about this lady aged around 30 who just attended her best friend's wedding. she met her first love at the wedding and suddenly the memories of her sweet sixteenth year overtook her. she then made this wish to be sixteen again and her wish came true. she woke up in the morning, 16 year old, without realising it. such a comical book. should recommend it to you guys =)

yeah, guess i should probably continue my work. *sighs* my life is like so never-ending. you can call me a workaholic already. and i'm fuckin' serious.