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Me. I turn on 21 January 7, 2009. I am a sunny island native stuck in a place that snows.

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Yet another lousy day(tuesday)

My piano teacher. She's completely uncontactable. In order to find her apartment since i forgot which level it was on(i've been there once), I searched level by level and was even misled by this family living on the third level who directed me to the fifth level. In the end, it turns out that she lives on the seventh floor. Fortunately, no one came to the door when i pressed the doorbell of the fifth level apartment umpteen times.

When i finally found the apartment,
she looked rather suprised and said, "lesson starts next week."

The thing is, she said lesson is 2 weeks from then when i called her. And i dont think i remembered wrongly. In fact, i remember asking, " Next, next week?" She said, "Ya."

Anyway, since i finally found her and her apartment, i asked her for her house no. Can u believe what she said?
"I thought you got my handphone number?"

Either her handphone is spoilt or she cannot differentiate between on and off. No wonder she did not reply my sms the night before. If she did, all this would not have happened. I waited 20 hours for her reply. All i got after much struggle to get to her doorstep was her ignorance.

I told her i sent her several smses. She laughed rather sheepishly and said, "Really?"
At that moment, I felt like jumping off the building. Ignorance is bliss. Indeed, she did smile blissfully since she could not see i was dying inside. For a moment, i felt like dropping piano altogether. Maybe its fated that i will never become a qualified pianist.

Since it was almost five, i made the decision to go home which turned out to be a stupid one. I called my group mates and i realised that they were still trying to churn out the pw written report though their estimate was to finish at 5. And i had to go back to school. The thing is, I was already at my doorstep!

Went home to put down my bag before i made my way back to school again.

Then, every transport mean that i took bus and train, choses to leave me runnning helplessly after it. I felt like Truman of "The Truman Show", like being toyed by a higher being.

Tripped and fell on my knees yet again when i was merely walking on flat ground. I start to hate my right foot. Its always tripping me over! My right knee bled again, just alot less. I deduce that my cg is on my right since i always break my fall and bleeding only in the right knee.

So much for leaving early and leaving my mates behind to go for the lesson.
So much for the guilt for arriving late for lesson and leaving my mates in the lurch.
So much for looking forward to the lesson.
All for nothing at all. This is shit

Disbelief

Its really amazing how some things people say can make me absolutely revolted. To this super achiever, I seriously think you should not see not hating me as an obligation. You know why? Because after what u said about my friend, u had just made this feeling mutual. I cant believe u actually said that, absolutely jaw dropping. I cant believe how much hatred u have in that pretty face and body of yours that cordons everyone else not to your liking out of your world. Maybe u should think long and hard about why you are not fitting in. Its probably because you are not giving anyone a chance to let u feel included. You know what? If that’s what you want, then so be it. I used to think that we can change your opinion of us because you merely misunderstood. Now, I really get the picture. Its just your fucked up attitude.

Sorry if its insulting but you reflect that God taught you to hate everyone else besides Him. Your love is so minimal and extreme that everyone not in its capacity is supposed to be treated like a lower being by you. One word for you: yucks.

You really generate a lot of words out of my brain. Grotesquely amazing.