Darn!!

I was prepared for the Face Recognition discussion..with a full mood to start a new day but as i open the lectura hall door,wishing to see Mr.WCS face instead i saw Mr.tutor(can't remember his name) face.Ughh........why should my day be spoiled by something like this.If i enter the class,all i got are just crap,crap and more crap.From the first day he teached the class, i have zero understanding .what make it more interesting is..he likes me..as in his target to ask questions or to show that my stupidity level is at the max.Not that i want to disgrade him..no..it's just that..i'm soooo frusfurated..i want to satisfy myself by showing i still CARE about my study not like other people think..(including me actually).And then i make my way to the lab..as usual.

And at 4,i'll be resiting my robotic test.I hope i can do the test..i did my studying last night in my bedroom although i must admit the were goofy elements in that session..heheheh..I screwed up on my last test..Mr.Yamani must laugh all his lungs out while reading my answer script.He must have think i'm kind of bimbo of sumthing.All though he have a cute face but his words can kill u.Uh..oh..that's remind me that i have too see him personally about my tutorial marks dispite my absentees in his class.Tsk..tsk..i sense danger abroad.

mom called..she want me to go back to S.A to bath all kitties..humm..i wish i could but when???i'm so damn bz..but i think i'll try to make it.Whatever that makes her happy..that's the least i could do after abandoning home for about 1 month,Anyway, i have to send back my car coz i'll be out of town this week.Just let Ayie use it.Even we always yell at each other and call each other stupid name, i still consider him as my brother.It's good to have him around.Once in a while we would talk about serious things that he would never tell my parents.It's like..i'm the only person he trust in the house.Well..the truth i feel same way too.Even he is such a brat, he always keep my secret as i keep his secret.Sometime i wish i have big borthers or sisters.When i'm in need to talk to someone really close,sadly no one is there for me.During my schooling years, my friends were like my sisters but now i'm no more in that world.My friends are my friends.If i have something so deep in my mind..i have to keep it myself..and make my mind became more psychotic everday..

+"It is only with the heart that one can see rightly. What is essential is invisible to the eye." +