this is a whiney post.

Sir Cumstances has been a bitch lately, in more ways than one.

the weather is horrid it keeps raining why does it keep raining i hate rain but it matches my i hate everything mood or my i dont feel like anything just sedate me already mood.

my blister is damn irritating, it is healing except for this raw looking split and this jagged scratch that hurts when i bathe.

lessons are spent by counting down the minutes to break, lang arts is PRISON i hate lang arts i hate that the teacher has made me feel this way about lang arts. i hate wed thurs fri breaks i hate wed pe i hate wed assemblys i hate that everyone ends at 2pm on tues fri i hate those because it just reminds how weak i am by letting such things get to me.

when people drift too far for too long, it is irreparable.

i hate waking up everyday at 6am wishing that i never have to wake up. i hate having to be a conscientious student and STUDY, DO THIS, DO THAT, why can't i just well, BE. i hate saying 'no la im ok' when im not, i hate involuntarily brooding esp much for the past week, i hate it that i am going to have to continue on like this smiling and nodding while i struggle to adjust to changes.

and i hate whining. pretty much like this. ...