Hi!! Obviously the moody Maggie had gone away, and crazy Maggie is back!! Yeah!! But it's kinda weird, since I've been through nothing but shocks these past two days, I should be pulling my hair out of their roots and yelling like a mad old woman or something. But I'm actually a little happy and excited, for God's know what reasons. I guess my mood swings are still intact, just that now I'm on the happy side (no, I do not take pills).
Yesterday I went to Sylvia's house and got some study done with Sylvia and Sotong. Sotong followed me home before we went to Syl's house, since her father is a little strict. I got to drive there myself, but I was not that happy about it. Ever since I got my driving license and drove myself for the first time, my dad's reluctant to drive me anywhere. I guess I need to work on my parking techniques though, since I can't park quite well. Anyway, we got almost two chapters down pat the day before, but I guess I pretty much forget everything by now. Tee-hee.
When dad fetched me and Sotong from school yesterday, I got my first, a little hilarious shock. I was just at the back seat, not quite chilling (I mean, how to chill when you're stuffed in your school uniform?) when dad popped out the news: Wesley accidentally pulled his tendon 'round his ankle during his PE class, where he unintentionally tripped over his friend's foot and threw himself forward. I didn't mean to be mean, but when dad told me that Wes can't do any exercises for SIX WEEKS, I started laughing. It'll be hell for my brother since he can't play basketball for six weeks, and basketball's like his wife or something.
Poor thing. But I'm secretly a little glad about it, since for the first time ever, he can't jump around and annoys the hell out of me. Of course I'm sad, too, but I'm a little hysterical. I just can't stop laughing in a really, really weird way. But still, poor Wesley. I gave him a hug and all, but he's still quite upset.
Obviously he can't do his usual chores regarding his poor foot. So I have no choice but to take over his chores and suck it up. He can't even walk properly, so I have to fetch water for him, set the dining table and all that stuffs. He just have to pull out an innocent face and made me feel exceptionally guilty so I'll do anything he asks me to. God, this is so unfair. I guess this is karma, since I'd always ordered him around doing things for me (he has to do my bed for five years) and now it's my turn to become the servant, and he's the lord. Brrrr. One good thing out of it: I don't have to wash his school shoes. But I have to wash mine myself. Pah.
Another shock was real bad news. Sotong called me when I reached home after fetching her back, and told me that we can't use our trial results to apply for January intake anymore!! Or any other results apart from the real SPM results. It's so freaking unfair. Now we can't go to January intake anymore, and I'm going to waste three months of my life doing jobs with really low pays. I'm a little devastated, but I guess it's not my fault that my plan got interrupted.
I just hope everything will turn out fine. I think. Since I wouldn't know what to do with those three months apart from studying--which is my original plan. So I guess I have to suck it up, too, and try to figure something out.
This is so unfair.
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