Two Thousand And Eleven

Is not a honeymoon year. Fuck whoever it is that says it's a honeymoon year.

Its only the BEGINNING of March and I'm EXHAUSTED. I need a rest. I really do. I woke up late everyday, go to school, blur as hell, study pointless stuffs that I know I'd forget as soon as school ends, then everyday, except Thursday, there's Choral Speaking practise, and on Thursdays and Fridays I got tuition, tuition right after Choral Speaking practise on Fridays, and then on alternative Sundays I have to go for St John's AAA and I need 20 hours duty to be qualified to take the exam, so I have to, like, go to duties on Saturdays too. And the St John thing is from 8AM to 5PM and and I have my Ujian Setara next week, Monday and I havent even studied. Studied no shit. Oh and plus, I just found out my father needs an extra worker. Which means, he needs me to work for him. When will I ever find the time?

So you see. All this leads to one thing : Lack of sleeping time. Adding the fact that I'm a heavy sleeper and all, doesn't really help. When I'm very sleepy, my eyes goes "blink blink" and I got twice as emotional as I was when I'm wide awake. The slightest movement could trigger my nerve and the next thing you know, I'd be shouting and screaming what an unfair world this is.

This.

Is not a very good attitude of mine.

Thus, I apologise for anyone that I've offended during this period, this period that is still going on, and I'm typing half-consciously here.

I promise, by the end of March, I'd be better as the Choral Speaking competition will be over and my St John duties will decreased.

BUT

But. I would like to assure you guys that those offensive, mean comments are nothing, nothing, but cold hard truth and I mean what I say and I say what I mean, half-consciously or not half-consciously typing. As much as I hate to admit it, I do, however, sometimes, regret what I said as I know, my nasty remarks has hurt alot of feelings.

Ironic, yes, but as you can see, Im typing half consciously so I dont really know how to construct a nice, sweet yet I-mean-what-I-mean post. Fml.

Jane.

P/s I would like to thank those guys that actually has the patience to hear me out and talk to me through and stuff. You guys know who you are. Thanks. :)

Pp/s Did I mention social problems?