WHAT? WHAAAAAAT?!

GAWD, FUCKFUCKFUCKFUCKFUCK.
I can only do so much right?

I felt like a loser for half an hour today. Maths is making it all worse la, much more worse. We learn A Maths of all the things in this world and I know kosong. KOSONG, wtf. We're suppose to finish doing the bloody worksheet of 20 questions but I feel the whole thing is talking rubbish. Thank you very much. It's raining and it's so freaking cold in the classroom and I forgot to bring my sweater :/

I just hope the day will end with a good ending. Gonna meet Nat afterwards, hope we'll have fun. I don't know la, everytime this 'fun' turns out to be awkwardness. I think it's me, ME, ME. Argh, the cause of how my mood is now is not PMS. NOT PMS, you hear? I don't know why everytime when one's in a bad mood (especially girls) will blame it on PMS, it's not their fucking fault. You don't bleed at your vagina every single day. You are angry for a reason, you're like that for a reason and it's fucking not PMS you retards. WOO, that felt a lot better. I don't know what the fuck is wrong with me also. I need serious therapy, and I don't mean retail.

Maybe the reason I clung to hoping was because I knew. I knew that it wouldn't happen and that's why I felt I had to hope so hard. So desperately, I hoped. It seems I spend most of my life distracting myself from reality.
Copeland

Sigh.

As how I had felt about today, not going to meet Nat cos her mom didn't approve of her going out today :\ & condolences to Ilyas uncle who passed away. Stupid Black Friday, go away.
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