Oh, Roxannee ♥.
on the face of it,

i'm kooky.


like a coffin nail ;



i'm bent, crooked, twisted and looped. arched and kinky, wayward and warped.
set in concrete, you can't change me.

4:05 PM, Just One More Year.
Friday, April 24, 2009

You know, i hate how we're just so busy and caught up with our own things.
And i hate how i miss the way you used to always be there for me.
Its alright, we'll get through it.
I mean, its not like it's anybody's fault.

Anywayed, i need a tutor for MYE, now that my previous "tutor" has gone.
She has long gone. Good riddance. Hah! Kidding.
Actually, it is a little too late sussing over wanting a tutor now, isn't it?
I gotta study on my own.
Oh whatever it is, i know im not aiming to top the damn class.
Like as if i can.
Not that im lacking in determination (i'm a D type, fgs).
Just that being topdog in my class, under my kind of circumstance, seems pretty impossible.
I know what's my standard, and therefore, i'll allow myself at least two C's.
But still, it won't be surprising if i obtain an F (hint: a.math!).

Anywayed, on a lighter note, around one more year and i'll be done with school.
Oh, i can't believe that i'm counting down.
I can't WAIT, really.

i threw my dignity and begged ___ to stay once.
fuck, i just realise how sick i was.