The Cycle of My Life

I do something bad.
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I get blamed for something, for some reason/I get forced to do something I don't want.
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I do something good.

Somehow, this cycle always happens. There is one more way to hit the "Blame" section, and that is by not doing anything. But that's rare enough where I don't have to put it in. Still, that is exactly what happened.

As you might know, I ain't the most popular gal in school. I'm the artist. And the gal most likely to punch you for no reason. But wait! What about Nicole? She's the gal most likely to punch you for a reason not known to you.

Anyway, I mustn't digress. We've finally decided on where to go for the class outing. We're going to WWW, and I've to book the tickets for some reason. And they'll pay me on the day itself. There's like... 40+ of us.

*runs to check class photo*

Yep. 43 of us. Most are 13 years old, which means adult prices. Only Ashley and Christina are December babies. Now, I'm not hinting of anything going between them, seeing as they got their eyes fixed on somebody else, but only Christina can get away with children's price.

Have you seen how tall Ashley is? Last year, he was slightly shorter than Endure and Chris. This year, he's half a head taller than Endure. And for me? Well, he joked that he could hire me so that he can rest his arm comfortably on my head.

The only thing is, he's the youngest person among us. Christina's born on the 6th. He's on the 21st. And her birthday's over.

Never mind then. I'll just get buy adult tickets for us all.

That'll be... $15.50 per person. A grand total of $666.50 that I have to pay. I'm gonna try to get our form teacher to come along so that somebody can share the load with me. Too bad she just changed her number.

Isn't it wonderful for me to pay up? Just in case you decide not to come?

Anyway, I'm going for to the optometrist later. My mom's getting twitchy about my eyesight.

For the record, it's so poor that for my eye-tests during the annual health-check, I can read the first (read:biggest) letter with my left eye, and the first two rows with my right eye (read: biggest letter, and second-biggest letters).

How bad can it go from here?

Yay me. My life rocks.

Mabel, the Awesome Eyesight girl. ._."'

Update (This is gonna appear until school starts): Let me put it to ya'll this way.

1) If I be myself and be emo, it's much better for me, and for your ears, and for the teacher's blood pressure. In a way.

2) If I NOT be myself and be a chatterbox, everybody is going to be affected. Chatterbox means that I'll be less trustworthy, and as you can see, more irritating and more likely to Mt. Mabel.

From past experience, I can tell you that when I was emo, I got into way less trouble than when I was Queen Chatterbox. So there.

WWW Update: Told 'em on the blog that it'll be 20-24 December. It's actually gonna be on 21st Decebmber. i.e. My birthday. Let's see how many will remember. I know Chris, Endure and Ashley will. They are my big brothers. Quite a few gals will remember, and of course Sebas Koh will too. He's terrible at hiding emotions anyway...

This'll be awesome. BTW, I got a Mixpod like what ya'll suggested on Facebook. It's MY playlist, so don't you dare alter it.