Wednesday, August 4
everything's damn fucking screwed up.
3 hrs of amaths tuition did not help.
left me feeling more irritated and agitated by the moment.
ARGH. fucking shit.
all i did today was do One topic of the 3 topics tested for tmr's test.
Great.
and what the hell la,
when i did it myself, cld do.
den when the person chose questions,
everything also like. HAH.
what is wrong right.
Fuck.
it doesnt help that there are 3 tests tmr.
amaths, physics and chem.
and though i've studied phy since a few days ago,
its not yet fully completed.
and chem,
dont talk abt it.
yeah. so whats the use of taking the test right.
HAH.
fucking hell.
and another thing.
been talking to fengyi recently abt certain issues.
aiya, i guess it really shldnt be on my mind now.
such things are so complicated and screwed up.
just, leave it hanging.
yeahhh. doesnt really matter.
just really wonder if,
things will be the same as before.
or if what you said were just lies.
and more lies and more lies.
aiyah,
maybe i was just foolish to believe them.
and another thing.
no more trngs means all my muscles (which never existed)
is slowly turning to fats.
and my tan will soon fade away.
and considering that i'm eating more than before
without trng,
i'm like some elephant now.
yucks yucks yucks.
am damn irritated with myself and everything else.
you!
dont even know why i keep thinking of you.
you got me happy for awhile,
den like, shove me aside.
i think my insecurities are eating me alive.
aiyah. fuckit.
give me back the 3 days of competition.
even though it brought about many feelings,
i was able to sleep at nine everynight
and get tanned, see ppl i want to see,
dont see ppl i dont want to see,
do things i want to do. yeahh.
now its sleeping time at one two am.
den go to school, Attempt to pay attention,
study, go home, sleep, wake up, study.
ARGH.
on a happier tone,
theres 5 days of holidays coming up.
there,
i can study peacefully.
sigh.
WHY AM I SO IRRITATED.
okay, time to sleep.
shall wake up at two and study till its time to go to school.
Bye.
