Time to bed, Wanna be the crook of the day before I count away my ruffley sheep..
Weekend was awe, infested with worries, workload and at most timely, landed with influenza (just not stating the abbreviation to show some protest).
WANNA-COMPLAIN-SO-BADLY-ABOUT-EVERYTHING
At least, completed my dues for tomorrow..coming in a row aka. list aka. array aka. whatsoever that comes arranged, meetings, 2 midterms, 2 heavy assignments, 2 more sickening lab reports..most importantly could dera ppl to hell…ALTERA @.@...
Let’s get thru it like every other sem, with much coarse curses and prohibited hierarchical Hokkien dialect…wahaha~~
Feels so grown up when you know how to start worrying about people…perhaps should have a self-worry session first. Well, just have to follow the flow, it’s not like I have a choice. It’s sometimes sickening to have no choice at all~ fated and stuff..bleah.. if only we have choices in all predicaments…but when it falls, it feels so bad. Just how can we not walk the wrong path? And why forestttts alwaysss have divergingggg roaddsss…damn..
Live a day like you do…sleep~
posted by fern at
00:32
1 Comments:
it's ironic how some people complain about not having choices and others complain about the choices they have to make.
i prefer to have choices though, even if they are difficult ones =)
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