can you please stop complaining so much? and can you please just stop giving me that look of yours?
it's downright ahnnoyyyiiiing, mind you. :p
i'm tired... and i'm running out of time to study. =/
there's so much to do, so much to read, so much to understand. and time's running out. the exams are in two weeks and we have soooooo much to cover on. there's the usual science subjects (physics is killing me and our teacher evaporated into thin air ever since the month of february), history, moral! (the teacher evaporated too. boo.), malay, english, maths, and so much more.
:(
all these in two weeks time. it's too short, it just is. :(
i'm complaining it's way too short yet i'm still wasting soooo much time procrastinating whether to study or not. =X
all i do everyday is to come back home, eat my lunch, have little snacks after my lunch, switch on the lappie and start surfing aimlessly on the net. without bathing yet. -.- i know i spend my time unproductively and the thought that everyone's busy studying and revising while i'm sitting here medling with MSN and wondering which movie should i watch next in the cinemas,... is just so shitty-fyingly depressing.
is it fate that every moment i decided (decided with every ounce of strength, mind you) that i WOULD GO STUDY, someone pops up and say hi on MSN. I've been taught to be courtiest at all times and replying the hi would just be the most polite thing to do in the world.
no?
:D
and off goes the bullet train. grandmother stories would start popping up, gossiping would begin, everything, EVERYTHING would just wash away my plans. until all the byes are not done, you would still see me hanging online. yes, super meng-shitty-fyingkan. DAMN.
and by the time i would actually start studying for real would be around 8 something AT NIGHT. that's not even studying. -.- because i would be doing my homework for about half an hour or so and i would find myself retreating back to my room searching for my pillow to take a short nap. a nap that usually lasts till nine? ten p.m.?
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gosh, i hate myself sometimes.
what happened to all the self discipline i try oh-so-hard to instill in myself? flushed down the toilet. sighs. =/
before i make myself feel even more guilty than i already am, i should just stop right here.
anyone out there who find themselves in a sudden state where it's hard to breathe sometimes? Everything would just feel stuffed and you would feel like you're not breathing but you ARE. anyone? or is it just me. and my weirdness.
=/
~vicky~
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