Saturday, September 05, 2009

story of my week

enough tears to drown a kitten on Saturday
caught The Proposal, along with subway cookies and Chippeas' cheese sausage with mashed potato on Sunday
stayed home with feeling of having thousands of needles prickling my throat on Monday
droned on maths for few hours on Tuesday
shitty science practical exam on Wednesday, and unfortunately setting eyes upon a PIECE-O-SHIT cuntface
sinful food at chomp chomp on Thursday night
mugging session on Friday and tomorrow



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the positive and happy bubble i blew around myself just burst with the most disheartening pop ever.

damn well i'm pissed. damn well i feel like breaking something. damn well i can't fucking handle shit as well as i thought i could. why does it have to go on without halting, without a pause?

and it's clearly evident that you've not learned from your fucking mistakes. how you've all changed.

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