Sulking Day

Now I am waiting.

Not that there is nothing to do, but I am bored.

Bored, bored, bored!

Well, I have my maths hw, sci hw, two LA poems, a history block test on wed, and my art drawings all waiting for me in my bag. (Ignore the art part, I am going to get a C anyway.)

Why am I not doing them, but instead blogging at a sucky blog?

Don't ask me. Fine, maybe it is friday blues. Or maybe because RX sort of got on my nerves to day. What is wrong with the play I wrote? But I do agree that Bluebeard is a good fairy tale to transform into a play.

And RX is like, weird, recently.

I sulked today. Because of the RX incident( no, incidents), the fact that Anne is not staying with me during the malacca trip.

And Anne is not publishing again. I spent months persuading her to go and publish her novel. It is a nice novel. I like the main character's sense of humour. But Anne changes her mind on publishing every week!

So one day, I would be happy that the world will get to meet Vivianne and Co.( Anne's cool characters). Then, out of blue, Anne will go, you know, I think I am not publishing. And I will plead and beg and threaten and blackmail and sulk and do I-don't-know-what to get her to publish. Just when I finally achieved my goal,it will start over again.

No offence, Anne, but please just publish the novel. And stop changing your mind.

If you stop this torment, maybe I will stop sulking.

And my life will feel less like a rollercoaster ride.