the pains of a first aider.
i'm still on the side that its not our fault.
i'm stubborn, yes i know.
i'm veryvery irritated by her.
why can't you just eat your breakfast!?
i believe we did all we could ok.


and i really dread seeing her again.
she's pissed again.
its like, we're forever not doing things right ):
its really making everyone miserable.
and i don't wanna see ch crying.


i didnt mean to cry.
argh. just the thought of having to meet m.g. is simply horrible.
having to listen to what she say will definitely spoil my monday ):