Friday, November 24, 2006 @ 6:10 PM
have an exactly 50 mins to kill before we check in.
as usual.. the moment of pissed and the moment of pms has taken charge of me completely.
the day wasnt exactly perfect to begin with... this is prob the 1st kids camp that i have not enjoyed. the micro details i have to attend to is a killer. i didnt even have the chance to take pictures with the campers. im definitely thankful for all the helping hands although eh im sorry to sae some kinda made a mess but im too tired to bother.
perhaps i have already been feeling lousy and yeah my parents are the perfect sandbag to vent my frustrations. in my mind i have already anticipated that my dad would arrive earlier than wad he claimed and naturally i would explode. tadah the "perfect setting".. call it self fulling prophecy or i know my dad and myself too well. the other time we went melb.. the exact thing happened. i was in the midst of watching harry potter and i was called back home. sigh i feel so irresponsible to leave behind a mess to other churchmates la. SIGH
feeling like the new spoilt brat of the month... i really do not want to talk to my dad nor travel with him ever again. yes i mean it. ( i mean like yea if in the 1st place im given the go sign to brisbane.. they dun even have to pay a single cent and the house gonna be neat) i think my trip gonna sucks and yeah im keepin my fingers crossed that im not the youngest traveller or young adult in this tour.
feeeling just like those brown stuff u see in the toilet bowl.
