i dont know why i dont really enjoy band. maybe its because of the inconfidence i have in myself. haha. but then today, its really bad. can you imagine you are the only one playing the oboe with the whole band? it freaks me out. ugh, and miss sss was so damn strict. shes quite horrible.
yesterdays class party was a pile of dunk. a waste of time and money, spending almost 3hrs of my precious life there doing what crap stuffs like er, daydreaming, seeing some idiotic ones half-naked, listening to ppl crapping. this proves to not trust dhivian anymore.
and seriously i dont find that its wrong liking a stuff toy, specifically pooh bear. almost everyone disapproves that. he's so chubby, cute, lovely .. endless words to describe. why ah. i dont know, but i know that people thinks im crazy and over-obsessed with it. he's just like my own brother what. whats wrong? ugh, and he's the only one listening to my worries and sharing our happiness together. he's just like my god, just like you guys praying to god while i share my worries with him. so whats wrong? i never understand but i just know one thing that i love pooh forever, just like you liking your god. (;