gargaewr

sigh my dad can truly be a dumbass at times, sunday was just a WONDERFUL example, usually he is just irritating, but sunday he was REALLY irritating, it was like just came back from sunday polo at ccab, then was on the car, luckily eden was there, if not must listen to him the whole trip. then after eden got off, he started talking some shit, he obviously wanted to scold me but dont have the perfect excuse to do so, so he started on how heavy my bag is. then blablablabla and I KNEW IT, it went to studies, scolded me from like 945 to 11pm wtf, wait i mean 945 PM to 11 pm, not that epic yet lol. then he gives me his standard no logic bullshit, like whole day telling me that im not worried im not worried, do i have to fucking LOOK worried in order to be worried huh? its just lame, like i need to go arou with the fuck-off-im-worried-about-my-studies face? then he LOVES to teach me GP, or so he calls that gp, its really crappily lame, he whole day wants to say blablabla how to do gp, blablablabla more how to do gp more. then want to identify my gp problems for me wtf like seriously wtf cause he cant even use proper grammar to do it -.- then his best argument is that i should stop mixing with my polo friends because they have bad results too that is just lame, i hate the fucking way he talks as if my friends need to have value to be your friends. fuck and off, fuck off. stupid speech took so long and it could be summarised by 2 words, work harder. and he tells me that im not getting to the point wth.

and on a lighter note, the sunday polo game was quite fun haha cause they were really quite bad, there wasnt one of those super buff cavewomen at thet game, just skinny little girls and all, haha really easy but the stupid spotlight made it quite hard to seee, but it was fun cause it was playing with them again, i love poloooooooooooo. sigh once a week polo sux i swear.

and talking about my bag, i realize that my bag is like seriously heavy, i weighed myself with my bag on and it was 71kg, but without my bag it was like 64 D: thats some heavy shit bag haha.
















its really boring without polo. i just hate it that way. it dosent mean anything when people tell you that you are good. it sux more when they tell u you are good yet you lost. anyone look good in their fields of expertise, dancers' dance look damn pro while runners' run look damn pro as such. we look damn good too when we play polo but it all boils down to whether u win or not sigh, its not about being good, its about being the best.




















its like a wound that threatens to break open all over again