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Wednesday, February 10, 2010 // 10:42 PM

Jolly mood today? Nope, I think I'm really really mad. I think I freaked a few people out just now. I randomly started laughing out of the blue, then I keep doing random stupid stuff. I've made myself a fool. I'm really mad.

Things are really stressing me out. Maybe I'm just trying to runaway from the reality. I don't know how to do my homework, I'm so tired that I want to sleep once I step into the house. Studying is so hard nowadays when I don't have much strength left. My brain doesn't want to function properly when I'm tired. I'm super tired after band practices till the extend that sometimes, I don't even want to bathe, I just want to jump onto my bed and sleep. Nothing else. Obviously I didn't do that. I still bathe and well, do homework. Some. A little to be exact. I just can't really be bothered. I need to push the 'study rush' down. I'm not gonna turn into some freaking studying psycho when it's only February, not September or somewhere near there. I'll just freak everyone out. Tristen reminded me of how I tortured him last year end. Yeah, I can't deny the fact that I AM scary when I start to go all crazy about studying.

Well, well. I'm gonna die during band practice tomorrow. I definitely missed out a lot because I was absent for two practices. I'm gonna make many many mistakes tomorrow. I'm actually quite scared that I'll embarrass myself in front of everyone. Well, let's hope my shoulder won't hurt that much tomorrow, especially after band practice. Today was really shitty, I can't lift my arm too high. I look pretty retarded not looking very mobile. It actually hurt a lot, because my bag's really heavy. I hate it. I really do. I'll just become shorter in no time. SHRINK. Thanks to the many books I've to carry to school and back home every single day. Lalalala... I hope it's christmas everyday, I really do. I'm really mad.

PS. It's not about what you think, but how I really feel. You didn't ask, you never got it.