Hello! I'm back here, like Finally, thanks to Labour Day. I've been resisting the temptation to even steal a glance at my computer-.- & giving myself so much stress, sending myself to exile like what, Albert Einstein's world? Lol. I'm just grumbling. Nevermind. Seriously, i realise i really really need to buck up alot. It's only till the very last minute that i realise that thre's so much more i need to know. (& like Oh what's that Weirdo MrW's gna set, Curse his Emaths paperI.)
Sigh. Too much stuffs to fill me in, i'm feeling like an inferior, wretched, uncapped bottle right beneath a running tap. Losing time. Losing energy. Losing motivation. Okay, maybe not for Amaths. For whatever's sake, i'm must keep that A. Even if that meant F9 fr Chem. Gah, that PaperI was horrendous too! /: I'm starting to sound pathetic. Does anyone empathise?
" What you know is not little, what you don't is immense. "
Go Litong.
I quarrelled w my Dad again that day.
Shucks, our characters clash. /: And my mom & maid... It's getting worse by day.
Sigh, I hate it.
