Been feeling pretty tired in school lately for the past few days. Was dozing off while the teachers were talking and explaining stuffs. Damn. I feel.. sleepy? Hah. Slept for about 10 hours yesterday night, but still, I woke up late and was feeling as tired as ever. For the past few days, I've been feeling really happy and I don't know why. Ha ha. That's pretty good, I guess? :D
All else has been good except for the fact the I fucking failed this certain subject and I believe that I shouldn't blog
unless I pass that certain subject. I'm freaking worried about it. Tsk. It'll decide whether if we're going to retain or not. Ugh. I'm really really really worried about it :(
No more I.S for the rest of the year, so is that a yay or a boo?
I feel sad whenever I look him in the eyes.
I feel sad whenever I talk to him.
I don't know why. Ugh.
Why can't we be as close as we were, like last time?
Why?
My computer is fucking lag. Grr. I have no idea what's happening to my computer or the internet connections. I'm loving POA lessons right now. Hah :)
I guess he doesn't know that he's always the one who's making me feel sad.
He doesn't know that half the time he talks to me, he's always making me cry.No, he doesn't know that.
He don't know anything at all.
Conclusion : YOU don't want to talk to me and that's not okay. You never listen to the things I say. I don't know why you're suddenly so.. ugh. You should know by now I'm referring to no one else but YOU..
Right, forget what I say. I forgot you don't fucking read this blog already. Who cares anyway? It's dumb. Everything about me is dumb. Yeah. Whatever.
Thanks dude, this isn't the first time you're breaking my heart. Thanks for everything for the past few months. Thanks for being there when I needed you. Thanks for listening to all my problems. Thank God for you. (Okay, this whole chunk of paragraph is for another person. If you don't get what I mean, this paragraph and the other paragraphs are referring to two different people. Yes)
Anyway,
HAPPY 15TH BIRTHDAY MARK TAN! :D
love.