i just need to get these thoughts out of my head.
i hate not living up to expectations. my aunt got the shock of her life when i told her that im repeating a module. i stammered while trying to tell her why i failed. i stuttered and hesitated when jon asked me too. no, it's not you jon. you should know me, and i think that it's waaaay tooo tooo personal for me to tell anyone other than me. ha ha. ha.
i cant sleep without watching the oblongs. thank God my dah-ling sister taped it for me. i think it's abt time i gave her credit (for all the other times in the near future when i'll ask her to tape for me once again). maybe that sentence is not for you to read, flour. not funny.
my mom cut her hands by accident. one on her left ring finger and the other on the palm of her right hand. she was washing a glass mug when it broke. she applied some medication, washed it and plastered it up. it swelled and looks painful. she went to the doctor accompanied by her friend and the doc told her that if she had come sooner, he would stitch her up (the seamstress is getting a sewing lesson from the doc. heh). but then because of the swell, he cant stitch so all he can do is give antobiotics and anti swelling cream. now she's walking around the house with wrapped up hands, proclaiming that she cant do any work.
she expects me to be home early so that i can help her with the chores. the hell. it's not that i dont want to, but my sis is at home. plus im schooling. im bloody tired. right now im taking supplement pills so that i wouldnt get tired but it seriously doesnt seem to be working. the only thing keeping me refreshed right now is not watching the oblongs. i am seriuosly hooked on them though that's not a bad thing.
dont ask me about hari raya pics by the way. no, i havent sent the first (and 2nd and 3rd) film for developing unless you would kindly sponsor me of course. i wonder how this semester's gonna be like. of course i shoudnt expect it to be a breeze. i should expect chaos, no sleep and caffeine induced body. i shouldnt expect me to be up there amidst the ranks of smart people.
why am i even writing about school?