I have no more energy to retaliate to what the person who calls me a slut says simply because we can just go round n round calling each other ugly names. Whatever that happens between the guy and girl evolves around materials which sadly, fulfills what the girl thinks is a perfect relationship. I don't know whom I've called a slut before I absolutely cannot remember. Because I'm not that sort of person who will 'you slut!'... a 'you biaaatch' would sound more like me. Anyway, its not important...
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My parents will be back tmr. I'm having a bittersweet feeling.. Because there goes my own time own target curfew :(
But I get to meet my Balenciaga (trust me.. its been a long enough wait!) and my mummy... who will have heaps to complain about (heh.. )
Then soon... I'm gg back to Melbourne.. I'm not sure how ugly things will turn out at the airport (me refusing to let go of the pillar or tearing my passport into pieces)...
I'm definitely not looking forward to going back to school... sigh...