thinking about stuff makes me frustrated.
sheesh. maybe we're just too busy to even get a foothold of one another.
okay nvm. fml anyway.
O lvl MCQ tmr. last paper.
the only good thing so far. fml x 2
heading back to melbourne again this coming march. for IEP attachment. guess it would 4 weeks of fossil digging and 2 weeks of student leader blah blah black sheep.
fml x 3
or maybe more like my life is average. hmm.
oh well. so zzz. zzz till the point where i'll hemorrhage and just die. boomz, shingz = BYE (:
another MV.
think it would be a good illustration for my feelings right now? sheesh im not sure anymore, im not sure who i am no more.
fml.