i have a close to splitting headache. and maths is killing me. i was stuck at the 1st qtn, felt so helpless. well at least one good thing coming out of this is that i'll eventually learn how to let go.
astro had elections, yuying's qm=) and frank too. yay! well at least i have nice juniors. and yee onn's chair. woohoo=) he's the guy that you can't help but call "dear". so cute..but so soft-spoken.
i should learn to make pple feel bad. and scold pple.
early friday morning i was like "happy birthday eric!" but only got a lukewarm "yeah yeah thanks"...somehow i get this feeling he's really sick of class now. its really taking a toll on me, being around pple who aren't as happy and high as i am, sort like how water always flows from a point of higher potential to lower, and how heat is transferred from things of a higher temp to a lower-_- and i feel really bad about it too. i mean not bad in a "sorry" way. just. argh. i think it's just that my mood's going downhill again, nothing more. i think i'm better at nagging than at motivating. how i hate that.
all the feelings of helplessness are coming back as well. and it seems like that i don't matter, to anyone or anything.
oh but when we presented him the "fake" present it was quite funny, and that cheered him up a bit. and he looked like he appreciated the real present. the price doesn't matter! as long as it makes you happy, right?
ok psyche up stop making yourself feel even worse. tomorrow's monday!=) brings..stress..and week 7 i believe (so soon=(...i'm gonna miss rj alot).
well at least running after school on friday with bean cheered me up=)) (immensely) or rather...certain sightings. oh dear it's really true, there are constantly fewer and fewer things to look forward to.
and i got the obs letter on friday night, the one i wrote to myself during solo. horrid memories of squishy mud under my poncho and flying insects "zzz"ing past. =S. pretty inspiring letter sonnig, but..nah. not quite there.
oh look oliver kahn got yet another yellow card (during the köln game) harharhar=) for um. complaining about someone for too long. and someone threw a bottle at him! (how could you!)
stayed home yesterday (saturday) feels like the first ever saturday i spent at home.
3 weeks.
when will i ever pluck up the courage.
posted by sunny @ 09:36
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