faculty test's due tmr, and i'm doomed to hell (no doubt) i'm worried sick about math especially, econs (Fucking duh), geography, pw... (like i think i can only count on at least malay lit & gp? wtf i'm a loser)
'doubt i can make it for the promos, like can i just quit everything and just hide under covers forever? i've made the wrong choice, i know i have.. the biggest mistake ever. if only i just heed their advice and...it's been long since i last had had an emotional outbreak, with all due respect to stress. i wish i'm brighter. no matter how hard i work, i'm just
there, not even nearing to half the distance to the finishing line.
maybe everyone has their own limits afterall, and i've known mine already. i've known mine already. and ccas, they worth a bloody hell
THRASHFUL of my time. yeah fuck off to everything. i suck
(and damn, look at me (i won't blame you if you refuse though). i look as sucky as ever still. shit the dubious syndrome's penetrating through me yet again)school. sometimes i curse greatly at my
non-amicable disposition. why can't i just adapt to new surroundings? am i that phobic? i can see the people around me changing, except ME. the whole real-self is pissing me off totally
it's good to bawl once in awhile. i'm so not (and will never ever) lookin forward to sch for tomorrow.
i love fridays and i hate sunday nights and of course mondays and allare they the confide-problems-with material? i doubt so, omg. i love my lifesigning off with regret & remorse,
queen of the damned aka the dumberer
