Sunday, April 22, 2012
i wanna cry. so wanna cry.
why are there so many things i cant understand? so so many. everytime i open my notes i feel so bloody stupid. people get stuck on page 50, i get stuck on page 5. the very basics.
i just wanna stop studying already.
it's been a depressing 2 months in school. so depressing i just wanna call it quits. i havent even blogged in a long long time.
studying subjects you don't love is just sheer torture...
everyday from 12-11pm in school..and i cant even cover half of what i used to study in a day in year 1. i can't even watch my shows, and even if i watch, i can't watch happily. i don't even wanna open my new CN Blue CD, because i'm really in a horribly depressed state at the moment, opening it is just gonna spoil it totally.
i'm screwed. like really screwed.
sobs. it's a really really terrible feeling.
the fact that when i'm depressed, i make myself even more depressed thinking about stuffs in the past. stuffs half a year ago. stuffs one and a half years ago. its horrible.
the whole world's attached and here i am, reluctant to even wanna open my heart to anyone and fall in love again.
i'm gonna be left on the shelf, aren't i?
i guess so. what's the point of people liking me, when my heart's cold as ice...it's not gonna work...
f. back to staring at the same equation i stared for at 1 hour and didn't understand.
why are there so many things i cant understand? so so many. everytime i open my notes i feel so bloody stupid. people get stuck on page 50, i get stuck on page 5. the very basics.
i just wanna stop studying already.
it's been a depressing 2 months in school. so depressing i just wanna call it quits. i havent even blogged in a long long time.
studying subjects you don't love is just sheer torture...
everyday from 12-11pm in school..and i cant even cover half of what i used to study in a day in year 1. i can't even watch my shows, and even if i watch, i can't watch happily. i don't even wanna open my new CN Blue CD, because i'm really in a horribly depressed state at the moment, opening it is just gonna spoil it totally.
i'm screwed. like really screwed.
sobs. it's a really really terrible feeling.
the fact that when i'm depressed, i make myself even more depressed thinking about stuffs in the past. stuffs half a year ago. stuffs one and a half years ago. its horrible.
the whole world's attached and here i am, reluctant to even wanna open my heart to anyone and fall in love again.
i'm gonna be left on the shelf, aren't i?
i guess so. what's the point of people liking me, when my heart's cold as ice...it's not gonna work...
f. back to staring at the same equation i stared for at 1 hour and didn't understand.
spin me silly, 2:08 AM.
