I'm sorry. I'm really sorry.

I'm sorry, to my dad. I disappointed you. I'm sorry. I have no guts, to admit my mistakes. All I could do was cry, cry, cry. I'm sorry. I wish I have the guts. Ah well, since I have small physical features, I probably have small mental features(what?) such as, a small heart, a small brain, etc.

Small guts. Okay.

I'm sorry that I made the whole CCA commendation thing a big fuss. I'm sorry Mr Ng, yeah. I don't know whether you read my blog. Wait, do you? Oh my god. Anyway, I'm sorry and I really want to quit the stupid sports leader. Hello, world.

I ran through the things I wanted to say when I was alone in the bus but I seemed to have forgotten them all. Hmm.

I'm sorry to Elizabeth Tai, because I thought you were overeacting when you broke up with that nonsense Irsyad. Bahhhhhh. Look who's talking.

I'm sorry that I like them. No, wait. I'm not sorry. I'm only sorry I like one, but not the other. So there. Should I stick out my tongue to annony you more?

I'm sorry that just when my Sims 2 was at the critical moment(they were going to have CRUSHES), I accidentally off the computer.

Aw, fuck. I meant, I wanted Erin Appliciss to be Emmett Hitachiin's wife. And just so that she's Namira Hitachiin's friend. So I'm like, HEY. WOW. COOL. Then I got so excited, then, boom. I was leaning into the main button on the CPU.

Damn.

I'm sorry that I cried over small things.

I'm not sorry that I hate green tea and parsley but not GREEEEEEN.

I'm sorry that Joel has to replace Gideon's position as RONALD in my composition. It seems like Miss Ng thinks Joel is IDIOTIC. Not my words. Go to the libaray and read the composition by Ms Spontaneity.

I'm sorry I made people think I've gone for hair extensions, but I did not. Damn it, it's the banana pin.



What else. Oh. If you come to me to talk and I start crying, it'll be your fault, and don't make it seem like I was overeacting. IT'S YOUR FAULT!!!!

Mannnnnn, PMS is evil.