Okay, hello. My lower lip is swollen like a watermelon right now. Don't ask me why.
Maybe i made out too much.
.....
I didnt just say that.
Nevermind.

Anyway, apart from my pathetic swollen lower lip, i've been getting along quite fine exams wise.
Exams havent been that much of a bitch. Yet.
Just yet.
I am yet to complete the last 2 papers. Math paper 2 as well as Art.
Again, it doesnt take one to know me well enough to know what a fucktard i am at Art.
I like art in the form of words. Not drawings.
I appreciate Art, really i do, but i can't do Art.
See what i mean?
Its fucking agonising to be sitting right there in art class, for two straight hours.
I tell you, it is really agonising. Almost depressing.

Its so beautiful that school will be breaking out in 2 weeks time.
I'm getting sick of school already.
The food, the people, the cleaners, the classes, the books.
Everything.
I know. Just a few posts ago, i said i've found my purpose for coming to school.
And that is to study.
But now, i just don't bother, really.

You're right. I dont know what is it with me.
It sucks that i keep going back and forth.
It sucks that i have to keep changing my mind.
I dont think i'm as stubborn as i think i am.
In fact, i think that i'm really fickle.
I make huge decisions, like decisions that will probably determine my future,
and then i go back, and i change my mind just like that,
and i say, "Oh, i dont want to do this after all, i think i'm gonna try that out."
And it sucks that in the process of doing that, somebody just have to get hurt.
Its either me, or somebody else.
Why the fuck? I dont know.
I know i'm lashing out right now, and i probably shouldn't do that but i don't care.

I Am Just So Pissed With My Social Life.

I Need My Baby.