i'm allowed to talk about myself right?
journey to self-discovery.
i realised that i have a range of emotions (no.....). temper will rise up to a certain point, lets say a 100 degrees, beyond that, its steam. i'm in a state of total calm. i figured, up to 100 degrees, i can't control my emotions, but my mind is in control. beyond that, my emotions are in control, but my mind isn't. i wanted to lash out, to hit, to yell and to scream and to cry and to wail.
so that's exactly how i felt today. i didn't want to talk about what happened to anyone. i didn't want to talk. i didn't want to do anything. looked at the lessons i had today, left school at 1230, went home to sleep. didn't want to think. slept and hoped it was a bad dream.
don't ask me what's wrong, please. i don't want to talk about it.
i won't be treated this way. i have my pride, and its not meant for anyone to toss around like spare cash.
on a lighter note, i've never heard her apologise. she's never wrong.
was it?
sigh.
unconditional.
anyways.
i did really well considering i put in zero effort in studying. i finally got an A2 for GP. did really well for my essay. as for history..haha you wouldn't believe it man. because i ponned the last few periods, i wasn't present when i was being skanked. pang was saying that i'm a classic example of spotting questions...haha. and then he was saying that i did pretty well for my source based, considering that my head is always on the table. then he credited it to his voice, saying that it must have been strong enough to penetrate the tables. (-_-") well yeah, considering that i got 13 for sbq and 14 for 1848...praise God man. mercy indeed.
i'm praying..praying for 3 miracles.
i don't believe i'm wrong.