on.
it's been a long week.
when i'm still lovely dovely dreaming about my future husband, that huge pond i'm going to build for my dolphins that's gna be filled with colourful pebbles, i'm piled up with assignments from ACM, x country, result slips, calls from teachers, PTM, hills of homework, mountains of stress and tons of trainings that is squashing me up like lime juice. i'm going to hyperventilate soon.
anyw the abve sentence is RUN ON, which is a gross and disgusting mistake as defined and identified by jen! :DDD
i've gta do research on the sandstone figure of Buddha, the one that caught my eye when i first step into the museum, bless me for my 5 minute talk :)
C, that insensitive, inconsiderate, ignorant brat, called my mom one night and now my mom went insane over my stinky lousy results. she's going to lock me in a room and reflect on my results. i can predict more sufferings smashing towards me during the holidays.
are you even fit to be my mom, do you even realise that all i want and need from you are just that tiny bit of attention and concern from you. you haven't seen how hard i try, and you just slammed the final judgement into my face. all that i've done, is just to please you.
maybe i shouldn't be in rv in the first place.
now that every training are like competitions to us, piled up with all the hw that're loading us down, i seriously don't know how much breath i'm left with to cope with all these that are slapping on my face. I hope my perseverence and determination is able to let me pull through this period of time. what a typical life.
on a happier note, the mention of history scholarship sounds like my hope hope to get out of all these pits. I WANT A HISTORY SCHOLARSHIP!
fuck of and go get a life. what a bastard. i hope you'll die and dissolve in acid or decompose then i'll laugh my shit off. how i wish you'll just shut up.
again and again.