Monday, April 30
today's monday. i slacked the entire of sunday, went for my last chinese tuition session, came back in the afternoon, lazed around, talked to someone about something that is totally not related to mugging, went for dinner, came back, made a phone call, and decided to finally start revising for literature, at 8pm. then, realising that i was tired and too sleepy and bored, i plonked down on my bed and slept at 10pm, promising myself that i would wake up at three on the morning to complete. and guess what? i overslept, yep. so in that very two hours, from 8 to 10pm, i attempted to study ALL the stories that were tested and you can imagine what happened. nah, it wasn't that bad after all. i could answer the question reasonably "ok", as in, i wasn't totally clueless and i had some stuff to go on and on and to crap on. just came back from skating. im doing all the wrong thing at the wrong time. and i think im going distance cycling tmrw if the weather decides not to be a bitch. today, is going to be studying for no priority social studies and emaths. is that sad?
Trust, not that i don't. Afraid, i am just. Know, if you want to.
wth was that for.
express yourself {5:46 PM}
