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It hurts,
Monday, July 19, 2010 // 10:19 PM

No, I'm just intending to fail every single dumb subject I'm taking now and I'm desperately lack of sleep. I'm not gonna touch my homework, I don't care about what I've planned just now, just damn it. Essay with Ms describing myself. I'm gonna die. I don't know how to do. Limited vocabulary SUCKS. I haven't got an idea on how to do SS either, so I'm just gonna study chemistry later.

Life sucks, he confuses the fuck out of me, and there's nothing I can do. I'm too helplessly in love. I didn't even noticed that I've actually played out all my cards this time round. Too stupid? Maybe. But the part where I don't even notice it is purely dumb. I don't know, after all those Melissa-is-dumb talks with my friends, I don't really care whether I am dumb anymore. I'm immune to it. Ahwell, too bad for me. I'm in no mood to study for my chemistry. Damn it. Tomorrow morning then, since I haven't got any hope in passing.

PS. I don't care what they think. I love you.