I've been very pissed since last night thanks to the boyfriend who says that exams are so important to the point where he can piss me off.

I've been very busy these 2 weeks as deadlines have been crammed together. Just from last friday to sunday, I continuously worked on my multimedia project with CY and Eliz because it was due on Monday. Even though we had started early and got up the basic codes out long ago, we realised it still wasn't enough and there was some bad organization along the way I guess. Anyway there was tons of bugs during integration and the other worked on it for the whole of Sunday while I finished up most of the report. I came home near midnight on Friday and Saturday, and that Sunday the group stayed over in school. I was damn unlucky 'cause I fell sick starting with a sore throat right after we submitted our entire project to the lecturer.

So after submission on Monday, after lessons I went home and concussed from 9pm till the next day, 9pm.

Tuesday, came to school, went for a 3 hour lecture that was super boring. At the end of the lecture I felt so sick that I went home immediately, turned in early again.

Wednesday, group presentation. I woke up with an everlasting flu and a mild fever. Came to school and I sounded so sick to myself I thought I sounded damn retarded. But never mind, so presentation came and went (I seriously hope we did ok after all the bugs that showed up -_-|||) Then apparently almost all the peeps taking graphics rendering intended to stay overnight to finish up the programing assignment that we were given. And me being not very good in graphics, I didn't have a big choice but to stay over in school and try to finish up the assignment (I knew I couldn't finish it by myself) with the rest, and at the pinnacle of my everlasting flu. God, it was the worst 24 hours I had ever experienced in my life. I used up all the tissues in the room and my nose felt so sore after all the blowing and sniffing. Did the assignment till 7am the next day.

Thursday, woke up at 10am in the student lounge, fucking sniffing and cold with only fucking 3 hours of sleep. Went for my Japanese studies lecture, and later on attended the geography one right after that. I had to chop seats for all the peeps taking that geog lecture, and none of them came except for 2. I had a fine time being stared at by people who thought there were seats only to walk up and realize they were chopped by my items. It was a bloody big hole devoid of people right smack in the centre of the row, damn obvious can.

Went to club room, finished up my assignment and turned it in early (couldn't give a shit about it anymore since basics were done). Had a group meeting for my networking programming assignment, we split up our parts and I finally went rushed home for my weekly family dinner. I was so tired during dinner I didn't feel very merry at all although I tried to stay at the table to chat a little. After all, it was family time. Finally I went back to my room, and smsed Kevin saying how he hasn't been talking to me recently.

Who knew he gave an epic msg that he was busy studying. Oh. Studying makes you so busy till you can't send a message? Ok lor. And so I sent that to him, and immediately he told me that he was going home now and if I wanted to meet him. I don't know how merrily coincidental that one moment he told me that he was busy studying, and the next moment he happened to be going home. All I felt was that if it was going to be so half hearted to the point where I have to get angry and be sarcastic until you can realize the fact that you have been ignoring your girlfriend by claiming to be so busy to not msg when you have been constantly clicking your mousehunt horn, commenting on statuses of people in your facebook, uploading new pictures and even going all the way to dye your hair, there's no point to being nice and understanding that my boyfriend is having exams in less than 20 days.

Look, it's not about being a fucking bitch and bawl that Kevin is going to have his final exams soon, it's so important but he still needs to attend to my needs. It's about the BASICS OF THE BASICS of a relationship. It's ok not to meet when I'm sick, it's ok if you need time to study, but if you can't even be bothered about asking me now and then how I'm feeling ever since I told you I was sick, if I'm getting better, or even chatting for 5 mins once in a bloody-fucking-while and instead just go out all the day with your friends to study in the late nights while not even remembering to spend time with your girlfriend... that says a lot. Gosh, people would have thought that your guy friends are your actual girlfriends, what with you seeing them like what, 4-5 times a week and me only once.

Just what the bloody fuck is going on. I'm too pissed to say anymore. And god damn it can people STOP TRYING TO LOOK INTO MY SCREEN YOU BUNCH OF BLOODY-PEEPING PRIVACY-TOMS. Where the fuck are your manners seriously?



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