i've been having the same dream for the whole week. the story's still continuing. it's like watching a drama but the only difference is, you're watching while you're sleeping. i kinda wish it would come true but then i don't. i really hate you. maybe..
I think i've pretty much seen each and every one of your faces the last 2 days... delusorily. Like in dream form.
Thursday, September 8, 2011
charmain, i shall fall.
Right now i'm just glad i got to the hall RIGHT on time to avoid anything more than fernside's glare of fate... (I swear to god I thought he was gonna close the door on me with another one of his I'M-GONNA-PICK-ON-YOU-SUCKER torments. Like phew... Despite that, my morning was terrrrrible. Died, just as i thought i would. Had the biggest headache since camp, and top it off with unceasing sniffles all throughout the exam... far. Of all the things i had to be unbothered for, it had to be everything on world communicates. Of all the times i had to get a bloody fever, it has to be now. I may as well be dead. Sleep through the remaining 3 exams, screw them, i give up. It was nice knowing you all, really. But i don't think i'll ever see light again. xP
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!?
Symptoms of a coming cold: - Headache - More difficulty getting out of bed than usual - Thus the grumpiness - Sore/itchy throat - Runny nose - Fatigue
check. check. check. check. check. and check.
God, I'm hoping it's just so-called hayfever working on me, or I'm gonna have to deal with being sick during exams. :'(
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
I think i've got a similar bad habit to lynda - binge eating when i'm stressed/upset/panicking. Failing physics prac is okay in every way. But to fail english? My freaking god kill me right now.
dear english
i see you driving 'round town during the exams and i'm like
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU
i guess the late night study wasn't enough i'm like
FUCK YOU AND FUCK IT TOO
i said if i knew better i would have prepared
HA, ain't that some shit (ain't that some shit)
and although i'm tired from this stress i still wish you the best with a
FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU FUCK YOU
i don't hate you that much but you're really stressing me out.
partially me to blame. why'd i chose advanced? TELL ME WHY?!
* excuse the swearing
Sunday, September 4, 2011
i love his voice !
skip to 0.37
he reminds me of someone o__o
exams are here
GOOD LUCK FOR YOU EXAMS PEOPLE !
study hard (hopefully you've already been doing this), erase all unrelated thoughts and focus, no more procrastinating and be ready for the worst, don't stay up too late studying, get enough sleep, and a special goodluck to those aiming to get 3u/4u !
ARGH
Trying to learn the coin roll trick is so fucking annoying =.="
J
there's gotta be somebody for me like that
I like the nickelback version better, but they disabled embedding so :(
Saturday, September 3, 2011
oooooh how i loathe critical studies of texts right now. who would've thought little red riding hood could be read with sex symbolisms? talk about corruption as one gets older. ooooh i can feel the heat rising, any more of this and i will strip you of your existence, swallow you up in flames, and i will watch you burn.................... BURN!!!!!!!!! 10 hours; and i've only gotten down 3 paragraphs. FMD :(
tumblr is god. kidding.
I like to think that things happen for a reason. It's probably that optimistic side of me, that tries to justify/comfort my every mistake or regret or humiliation, so that I won't feel bad. You know why I used to be so obsessed with tumblr? Because it consistently reminds me something important; that no matter what happens, we're not alone in this world. It's really not just a site. While on facebook we're connected to a couple of hundred people in acquaintance, on tumblr that hundred are connected by feelings. To know you're not the only one suffering in the world, to know people actually share the same bizarre thoughts that you do; it makes me feel better. More secure even. At times you want to give up it refills your hopeful mirage (and the opposite). It's the only site that makes me laugh, cry, think and realise, that inspires me, acts like my guide and sometimes my psychologist. I get an insight to the inner world of people. And it was also my news feed in alternative to catching the 6:00 ABC. Yeah tumblr taught me heaps, and I don't care if I sound pathetic or if I'm totally exaggerating; it was last year stuff anyway. I'm just procrastinating, since a certain someone sidetracked me off english, and got me thinking. But despite what anyone thinks, and how repetitive/overrated it's become; TUMBLR IS, AND WILL ALWAYS BE, AWESOMEST :)
Thursday, September 1, 2011
I think it was about 2 hours of facebook and bebo and facebook and BEBO stalking EACH AND EVERYONE till kim just left, haha. Bebo times... funniest things man. Should've all seen yourselves back then ahahahahahaahhahahhaahahha i'm so freaking hypocritical LOL.
LYNNIEEEE LOOK AT THIS
going on bebo and found some really interesting things o:
check this out ;)
JOHN'S A LOSER
i liked who i use to be
Somehow i can't feel the need to study right now. Final prelim exams are a couple of days away and here i am, still pondering about life and where i may wind up in the future with zero level of stress in terms of revising. And i hold absolutely no confidence if that's what you're thinking; i'm not prepared at all. Just... i don't know, feeling ignorant? To think i actually had willpower to work harder at the beginning of this year. No idea what happened to that. Often, i wish i were still that individual i was in primary. Didn't need anyone, didn't mind sitting alone or working alone even if it was a group project. I never cared, because the world inside my head would always be greater than that i witness. Bookworm; nerd; teachers pet; smartass; loser. Never thought twice about what people thought about me. I was content as i am. How things have changed~
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
a 2008 song.
Maybe I should run away
Maybe I should disappear
Maybe I should find a place
Where I'd be happier
Anywhere but here
days of faking.
so tired of them.
what's the point in asking if someone's okay when you won't do anything about it
the feeling that overcomes you when you're sitting there thinking and you realise that regardless all the people you have in your life, you're alone.
SEVERELY~~~ I LOVE YOU :) 
Saturday, September 10, 2011
ignorance is a bliss
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