rite now, i'm half dressed n typin. n i reali mean half-dressed. 1 leg is in e jeans n e other not. later goin out wit mummy. finally, some real shoppin. most of tis wk its lyk "skool - remedial - xtra class again - study at hm - eat - study til midniteplus" i'm wanna b smart okay. yest mum went to OG to buy for me tt 4obuck trenchcoat featured in seventeen mag. apparently, she sae the green is ugly n e buttons luk orbit, so she bought me tis pink one frm e same brannd, bt its lyk a cross between a coat n a biker's jacket. =)) tank god mum has gd taste. bt it luks pretty horrible on me. as in, it hangs on my frame lyk u put it on a hanger. wtf. den i started sobbin. ok i noe its stupid to cry over tt, bt i was feelin pms-y ok. den i remembered on tt mag e model was also thin, bt it dint hang on her cos she wrapped a belt around the waistline. so i tried. voila!~ yeay it luks so much bttr. den tis mornin woke up feelin pissed again. so i listened to music n cried n vented out my frustration on nas. he was patient den, but he's e one pissed now. hais.. watever now i'll go get dressed fully.