Omg I feel super bad.

Muhammad Arcbar® says (11:45 PM):
address?
I'm Paris Hilton. says (11:55 PM):
409b fernvale road #16-60
hahaha
Muhammad Arcbar® says (11:55 PM):
oooooh
I'm Paris Hilton. says (11:57 PM):
see you in 30mins
hahahha
Muhammad Arcbar® says (11:58 PM):
whoa! cool!
I'm Paris Hilton. says (12:07 AM):
haha you do know i'm nt serious right?
Muhammad Arcbar® says (12:07 AM):
shit
im getting ready all.
I'm Paris Hilton. says (12:08 AM):
omg you are?
Muhammad Arcbar® says (12:08 AM):
duh
nevermind.
I'm Paris Hilton. says (12:08 AM):
huh really? ):
crap i feel so bad now
I'm Paris Hilton. says (12:09 AM):
i cant go out this late la
Muhammad Arcbar® says (12:09 AM):
nevermind. ... . '
I'm Paris Hilton. says (12:11 AM):
eh i'm sorry
Muhammad Arcbar® says (12:11 AM):
k

Haiyoh.

Oh, but I quite like my course now. I think I can cope la, somehow. And my coursemates are like pretty cool too, so yea. I should make it out unscathed (:
And it's so fun to bump into Ardy every once in awhile in campus- seeing his super priceless face makes my day (:

psst.. I can't wait for prac on 19th May man. Need to celebrate anniversary ah. Hahahah.

Saturday my mom and I went to the clinic again, to consult the doctor about my Hepatitis B virus. We had some stupid argument (again) about how I still can't go out as much and as late as my friends, and how I don't get allowances like my other friends, and how she controls my life and I feel like I have no privacy.
I know it sounds so kiddish, like one of those "why she have, I don't have? *sulks*" kinda thing, but yea. I'm just really frustrated about how I can never stay out late with the girls and hafta go home first. I feel like I'm missing out a lot and I hate it. Before that we used to look for excuses to delay time. I think now we've all given up, the girls won't even try convincing me to stay longer cus when it's time, it's time.
My mom's too extreme.
So we were shouting at each and all, then I ALMOST said "If I had a father, I'm sure I would have gotten to go out and he wuld give me allowances." Thank god I shut my trap in time. Otherwise, I'm sure it would have hurt her a lot. Bt I kept crying afterwards, just thinking abt it and I gt so mad w myself for crying. I don't know when I'll ever get over the whole wanting-a-dad feeling :( If my mom ever gets married again, I think I'll be the happiest girl in the world. But he must have my dad's stature, tall and cuddly, so I'll always feel safe w him around.
So anyways I think cus I cried, my mom felt, well, like a lousy mom, and wanted to make up for it.
Straight after the consultation, she brought me to compass point and bought me a top and a bag. Surprising, cus she hardly buys me anything.
Then, on Sunday, she took me out again. We were supposed to go marketing, but before that she brought me shopping first. She actually asked me, "Girl you want to go shop first?" Of cus I said (YES! YES! YESSS!! screaming loudly inside) "huh? ok lor." Hahahhaha. She bought me two tops, two skirts, one dress, a pair of leggings and shoes. Spent a fecking hundred bux or more.
At least my frustration paid off. Muahaha.
But STILL, I don't have my freedom. Haiya. I'd give away whatever she bought for more freedom anytime. (Wait, or maybe I'll keep a skirt)

Today right, I called bloody NYP. Previously they said I have to wait for em to call to go down and fill in the transfer form. Bt the date is getting scarily close and my course isn't confirmed yet, so I felt like I had to call again. Today they said, "Huh? When you call? You don't have to wait. Just come down." These people ah, want to kena from me only. So I went down, took a queue number, waited and waited, just to fill in a bloody transfer form. I requested for Aerospace Tech and Sports Mgmt.
After which, I took a bus to Tamp to lepak for a bit. Lepak free what. Haha. I only have 10cents in my wallet now, can't go anywhere else. 5mins through the bus ride, NYP called me, saying they haven't gotten my medical report so they can't process my transfer. Fucking Thye Hua Kwan Hospital. Have to call those stupid minahs there tmr to get my med report submitted. Haiyo.
School enrolment is so much trouble.
Bt Hafiz's mum made me happy tday. Haha. She passed us while we were lepaking, then like an hour later she smsed him, saying I'm pretty. Awwww.. I officially love his mom. Hahaha.