that's
Paris you guys.
*deep drawn out sigh*
it's exactly how i imagined it.i really wanna go now ):
Alright, got back two test papers today.
Chem - B4
Maths - A1
okay, it's not bad right?
But for some reason, i looked at my maths paper and went all quiet and sad.
i felt terrible.It's soooo not me to want more than I have, especially when it's already so good.
But i wanted more than that A1, i wanted to get higher, top the class or something.
I couldn't understand it at first either, and then it hit me.
I've changed so much. My brain has been fried in bio-chem-geog juice and coated with hist-lit-math-chinese sauce and served to a big fat green monster that chowedchowedchowed. D:I'm an
emotionless freak and all i can feel is stress.
I feel no empathy, no sympathy, no joy in anything. I cannot fully laugh out loud, i can't break down in tears and cry away my troubles.i feel nothing.but i know that this'll all be over soon.
suddenly, i don't feel like going for class chalet.
it's not the money or anything, but it's kinda what the money'll be worth.
i've never spent an entire day with the majority of the people who'll be going, so how can i stand it for 3 days?
sigh.it's not helping that MYEs start tomorrow, and i'm still here.
here pouring out all this random nonsense.
I'm stressed, and i know it.
i can't find other ways to study.
i feel like i've studied enough, that's what my sane part of me is saying. of course my insane part is screaming NO IT IS NOT ENOUGH.then tell me then, dear heart, dear mind, what's enough for you?Seven days and seven nights of thunder
The waters rising and im slipping under
I think I fell in love with eighth world wonder
-Kimberly Locke (?)
