A few things happened today that made me want to dig my thighs/slap somebody.

1) I woke up this morning only to realise a large number of bites all over my body. They were red, swollen & OMG super itchy. I felt like crying because it was everywhere okay! And when I took my shower, I discovered even more of them ): Shit. Ant Attack. Never never never allow anyone to eat chips on your bed, trust me. I was so angry that even when I saw an ant, I actually gave it a stare. Hahahhahahahahaha. What, at least I didn't kill it.

2) Dad woke up late! Meaning, we were going to be stuck in the usual morning jam. Just that it was gna take extra long cs we started later. I hate traffic jams big time. So there I was, in the car, for 45minutes, with the air con in my face. I felt that it'd lessen the itching sensation. It's all in the mind so - I felt better. And thankfully, Glenn Ong managed to make me smile :) Thanks.

3) It was presentation day today. Presentation on Communication Models. Mr Siregar was early. And surprisingly, so was I. I thought I was gna be late. Okay, so the deal we (group members & I) made last Thursday was this: Whoever comes last/latest on Monday (today) will do the presentation. We all agreed. All of us nodded like our heads were gna pop off or something. I did my work. I printed out the alternative model and made notes. I provided them with answers. But noooooo, just like I expected, they pushed it to me. A fat overaged man/boy, an IndoChinese girl, a freaking smelly bad breathed boy & a malay mat who was trying too hard went against me ): Oh yes. I had a bite on my left cheekbone. CHEEKBONE KNOW. Like my cheekbone needed to be any bigger. I was in no mood to present whatmore layan their nonsense. I felt like punching everyone of them. So fine, whatever. I rummaged through my bag with anger, took out notes which my life seemed to have depended on at that point of time and marched down to the stage. Grabbed the mic from Mr Siregar and said this - Goodmorning to all of you. First of all, I would like to extend my sincerest apology to all of you as obviously, I am not dressed for the occasion. (I was wearing Birks lah omg) I guess this is what you get yourself into when you have such responsible group members *stares at the whole row of useless idiots* Okay then I began. I'm glad everyone clapped after the presentation. Lol. I didn't even know what I was saying but Mr Siregar said "Good Job" so I figured I did alright. Went back to my seat, grabbed my bag and sat in a different row far away from those traitors. Grrrrrrr, my blood is still boiling. Angry know! Especially with that smelly boy. He was last to come ykno. I'm sure he was the one who decided that the whole lot of them go against me. Funny or whattttttttttt stinky Pete. Yes I'm being mean only cs you freaking deserve it. Hmph! Don't talk to me unless you get a bath.

Oh by the way, I had a dream. A dream that I wish came true in time to come. Huahuahuahua. Cheeky much? It happens what :) Goodbye all!

Ps: I'm glad you're no longer the first person who comes to my head when I wake up every morning.