mwsy's Diaryland Diary

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Numb.

To whoever reads my diary from 1T, I am NOT your servant. I do not exist solely to work the OHP. I don't need to listen to your cries to lower/raise the transparency. I do it becuase I'm nice and becuase I might as well help you guy.

That on the other hand, does not give you the premisson to shoot orders at me, left, right, centre. I am NOT YOUR MAID. I could have just ignored the lot of you and continued copying my notes. But noooo... I have to be NICE and I end up suffering becuase I have to constantly write as fast as I could while you guys were happily copying while I was moving the transparency for YOUR BENIFIT.

You don't own me. I can do whatever I like.

No wonder there's the saying that nice people finish last.

*shouts from Linette "Melll! Move the transpearnecy down* I move it down. 10 secs later *"Mellll!!! Move the transparency up!!!" - Yin Hui* I move it up. This scence goes on for about 3 mins with various shouts from the people in class.

Now I was getting veryevryvery pissed and I was already counting to 10 to control myself.

Then that lesbian had to lean over and move the sheet up without even asking me do anything just becuase her lover asked her to do so.m

Now imagine this: You have one overworked Sec 1 trying to please everyone and struggling hard to control her explosive temper. Suddenly a lesbian who had been trying to hit on her (whom this particular Sec 1 hates to bits) LEANS OVER to move it up for her lover next to her. This Sec 1 is almost at her bursting point, and that was EXACTLY WHAT SHE WAS WAITING FOR.

I say it once, I say it twice. I am not your fucking maid. I am not a robot. I need to study. I need to copy notes. I do not exist for your benifit to "control" the transparency for your copying convenience by voice command. I AM A STUDENT. I AM A HUMAN.

Bleh. I wish Angie was at school and didn't have chicken pox.

Angie: Get well soon! Come to school whenevery you have to time (with red spots or not) if you still have you're read spots, go scare Mrs Ang! She's terrified of chicken pox! Haha.

Everyone reading this: 1T-ers included (You guys have been real assholes today, but you're still my classmates no matter what *weak smile*), good luck everyone if I haven't either tagged you or smsed you yet. Study well and don't fall sick like Angie! (:

Linkin park - Numb.

I'm tired of being what you want me to be

Feeling so faithless lost under the surface

Don't know what you're expecting of me

Put under the pressure of walking in your shoes

(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

Every step I take is another mistake to you

(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

I've become so tired so much more aware

I've becoming this all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you

Can't you see that you're smothering me

Holding too tightly afraid to lose control

Cause everything that you thought I would be

Has fallen apart right in front of you

(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

Every step that I take is another mistake to you

(Caught in the undertow just caught in the undertow)

And every second I waste is more than I can take

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

I've become so tired so much more aware

I've becoming this all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you

And I know

I may end up failing too

But I know

You were just like me with someone disappointed in you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

I've become so tired so much more aware

I've becoming this all I want to do

Is be more like me and be less like you

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

Is everything what you want me to be

I've become so numb I can't feel you there

Is everything what you want me to be

~Mel

8:53 p.m. - Tuesday, Sept. 30, 2003

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