hush - hush. DIVULGED.

Played & spectated in counterstrike source, last night, until 4.30 am. It was pretty much bearable, wasn't sleepy at all, but woke up at 7am later for school, and that's really horrible. Felt headaches and moody the whole day, pretty much. Had tug-o-war at 2pm after lunch, equaivalent to free lessons til 3.30pm. Dignity or ignorance? Or both? Or arrogance?.. =\ That despised lad, to describe.. hmm, arrogant??.. Or is it me who's maintaining my dignity? Couldn't care less, I am who I am, and certainly, I wouldn't change for someone who ain't worth no care. Amazingly I wasn't annoyed much by the class or so, but still get this icky fuggly moody feeling. I seriously hate this sentence, overused by my mates, "Hey, you straightened your hair??". Well definitely not! But I'd like them to think what they want to think because the reality, it's hair rebonding, and for them, needless to know. 3.30pm, was patiently or perhaps not so patiently waiting for my transport, and suddenly I saw my RIVAL! Or more like, she think's I'm her rival or sowhatever, ain't worth worrying bout that, cause I don't giv a 'FISHING DAM SHEET" about it. Moreover, I'd more likely to tell her one day, " What's wrong with you?? You're exactly like a total f'ed up retard, trying to be dramatic aye? but you're not! you're overreacting and so immature!!.. What has gotten in to you??". Skip that topic, talking bout that bitch with her "STARE! STARE!" eyes, just make me wanna puke!.. Anyway, after dinner, I got online and you might have just guessed it, "the so last summer" lad was online. And strangely, we talked bout ass/butts! Weird. And there he goes with the runaway reply at the end "BRB". And needless to say, there was no "back". Totally lame. Whatever. Pft!.. *rolls eyes. If I could go one thing if this was all fiction, I'd really like to end the fictitious story with, "So at the end, the girl (me) flush down guy (mr so last summer) into the toilet drains! (uhh.. of no return?)"