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Friday, May 6, 2011



Don't know what I'm thinking, or what I wanna do. Today is pretty horrible, but not as bad as Tuesday.

Late for my first tutorial in Store Management and had a long talk with the lecturer cause of it. Kinda glad that I have caring lecturers but I find it just so hard to explain about my sleeping habits. That aside, a few other things happened. Not everything is about school though. I just feel fucked up inside for no particular reason. You know how faking a smile is always easier than explaining, especially in this case, where there isn't anything to explain. Not just to anyone anyway.

I need to whine and complain about all sorts of shits happening now, then break down and cry. But who to? Not that I am turning away anyone but it's not easy to open up and talk about things bothering me when I can't even exactly pinpoint what is wrong. This sucks, I feel like I'm in a perpetual bad mood.

Not that I dislike where I'm at now, I'm thankful for having C and L here too but that doesn't cover what I feel from the others. Anyway, sitting in a lecture hall now, and I kind of feel happier than earlier on. J on my left, and C on my right, it's such a little thing that I never really noticed but am so happy about it right now. This year will be so different, not in a good way, but not in a bad way either. No thanks to nothing. You know what, I'm gonna stop here.

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