Six months.

For the whole entire week, I was inevitably cranky, bitchy, and in a constant pissy mood. I can't say that I was not agitated by the littlest of things cause I certainly did, and will do so in the future(don't say I didn't warn). So to all that was affected or felt my wrath, deepest apologies. It was unintentional and you were either at the wrong place/time. Blame it on all the shitload of work, and my heightened emotional triggers whatever it was. I'm still trying.

Anyway, ptm last night was alright. I really do have to reflect on the feedbacks my tutors gave. Cause whatever they said was true indeed. I have to, and will do the things I set my mind at. I want it badly. I really really do want it badly man. Six months left. That's how much longer, how much precious time left. And it all depends entirely on what you do for that period of time. I know its funny how I still can't get over the fact that what you do now, will affect or change or even mould the life, the future you want to have. Somehow, I know what I want. It's just a matter of whether I can get what I want. I just have to be reminded all the time.

Sometimes I really wonder why people choose to do the things they do, the choices they make in life. Do they even weigh the consequences, or simply just act on impulse? Cause the choices they make are usually short-term. They never spare a thought of what may perhaps happen in the future as a result of their own decision. Urgh. I don't know why I bother myself with these things when I have my own life to deal with.

I need to straighten out my messed up head.
Any advice, guardian angel?

Apple crumble, nutty fudge and oreo.

A.V.A

Friday, after school with my favourite bimbos. Where do I even begin? From the man with the disgusting gun shot wound on his thigh, to the girl with the hair that looks as if an atomic bomb had dropped on her head, and to the guy who was looking for his blind date in MacDonalds! Yes, I know! Blind date at Macdonald? Hilarious man! I swear the three of us laughed our ass off as if there is no tomorrow. There's a fourth strange encounter also but I forgot what it was. Hahha. I love you girls uh!

Anyhoo, I'm soo screwed for next week. That's because I have three freaking tests next week and I haven't really prepare myself for it. And piles of assignments to be done. Besides, my killer cramps is soo not helping at all as it renders me helpless, unproductive, and bawling my eyes out in pain. How man? Hoooooow? I'm sort of panicking and stressing myself out. And apparently I'm not the only one, right Chang Horng? So, let's all take a deep breath and calm ourselves down okay? We are gonna survive next week! Gambate! Hahha.

A smile, and I fell.

Fair and square.

Don't.
Don't start.
Don't make me regret.
Don't make me wish for it.
Don't fuck with me.

Just don't.
Fair enough?

Where's my drive?

I should seriously sit my sorry ass on the study table and start working on my assignments and revision right now. Why does it seem as if that is impossible to do so? I need a plethora of motivation. And maybe a senseless beating/nagging or something to get my ass moving. I can have 'procrastinator' as my middle name if I continue on like this man. Bitchslap me please when you see me on Facebook. My numero uno enemy! Arggghhh.

And one more thing, where's bnd?!
Where are yoouuu? =((

Lions for lambs.

They pulled the trigger, and I was shot.
But now I'm back, back alive.
Cause if he can do it, why can't I?

It all makes sense now. It all makes perfect sense.
I gotta do, what I gotta do to.