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Sunday, May 24, 2009
Tummyache, Abandonment, Creep
I can only complain complain complain. It's not the time of the month I think, in fact according to Your Health magazine in the Resource Room, it's supposed to be the glowing phase, in which i am supposed to look and act like Julia Roberts.

But no, in fact I feel like Godzilla what with a sudden phantom stomachache that left me wondering if I have food poisoning or ulcers or stomach cancer, and then weird annoying guys messaging me and the lonely ostracized weekend i have just had.

Number 1, you have no right trying to discuss with me my menstrual cycle no matter how well-versed you are in the art of reproductive science. I am open-minded I am, but not with a total annoying stranger creep guy like you. Plus, you are not my boyfriend or even a close friend. Thank you.

Number 2, i love my friends but I've been feeling really really left out recently. I haven't been in class, that's self-afflicted, I barely see them, I haven't gone out in months, and what with the choir competition and all... And now, Prefect's Camp, where all my friends are at. And the fact that they've been talking about it nonstop. What about my feelings? I'm not angry or anything..it's just hard to explain the feeling you get when you've been left out and you know of all the fun that's going around you thanks to people talking but you're not part of it and you're missing out on it....pretty much how I feel.

But I'm also lucky to have friends who supported me and flooded me with text messages after I informed them of my impending demise with my cry of help..

Thanks to Derek, Aaron, Ahmad, Daniel, Linda, Patrick(even you), Darren and Kee Fung!



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