cranky.

im pissed/annoyed at a few people from school. i'm cranky, i'm moody, i'm snappy and short tempered. shant go into details here.

i've been hyperventilating a lot more than usual too. which is pretty terrible and annoying, because the spells are hitting me at inconvenient times, like when im busy in the hot, stuffy and noisy canteen doing projects. and it's tiring and im just too lazy to take a break from my work, and control my rapid breathing.

i dreamt that tiffany died last last night. and it was a incredibly long and frightening dream. i dont remember what happened, but, i know i cried a hell lot. when i awoke, my pillow was drenched. oh tiffeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

last week, and the week before that. 3 seperate occasions.

dad: "is that bastard asshole contacting you?"

me: "no dad. he isnt"

dad: "good. make sure he doesnt. if he does, you better dont go weak again."

me: "yes okay dad."

this morning.

mom: "is that idiot going to school and looking for you or anything?"

me: "no mom, he's not."

mom: "you know what to do if he approaches you and maybe scolds you or humiliates you right?"

me: "yes, i'll ignore him?"

mom: "no, you'll tell your parents about it, and we'll deal with him."

thank god for nice strict but loving parents. of course, he is in contact with me. just, im curt and not overly friendly.

i beat my three secondary school cousins in arm wrestling on sat at my place (dad's bday celebration). i cant stand them. they're so immature. sec 3?! one skinny and tall, the other two, fat and white. i beat all of them within 20 minutes. one after the next because they challenged me. the two white blobs of fat were alright. tough but, i knew i'd win, just a matter of time. the skinny guy had muscles. and that one took 7 minutes. my aunts and sisters and female cousin were on my side, so was my dad, equipped with his latest gadget, the camcorder. the last guy was tough. but hell, chinese high guys are weak and sore losers.