Mean

"...Everyday and every night this feeling I'd fight. Try as I might but I won't win, I surrender, I die...I miss you. It's crazy to pretend that I don't think of you. The more this feeling just seems to grow and grow..." - Miss You by MYMP

Hay, it is tiring.

The apartment almost burnt down. Manang left the burner open, obviously forgotten. She was gonna spray baygon. Good thing I saw it, or else I won't even be here typing. *shudders* I'll be burnt to crisp or badly burnt.

Saw a documentary during SA. Horrible images of the pig and chicken being slaughtered. Blood spurting out. Heart exposed. *faints*

Mean. Mean. Mean. Kasi...Tsktsk, my defense mechanism's acting up. Rationalizing daw. My control snapped.

I failed my PE long test. It hurts my pride. There I was taking the exam with nothing, as in nothing in my mind regarding the test. I didn't study and I didn't even make the effort to research for notes I didn't have. Multiple choice, fine, I could guess it, but the enumeration was just...I know them, I did, some, coz I copied them but I didn't study. I'm so stupid. I know. It's just PE, but to not study? It's better to have at least read something and do the test with something in my head, but there I was, seated, staring at the back of a blank one whole sheet that I had.

Losing my appetite again.

I'm watching the game this Thursday with Iris (hehe!)! Cool! Whee! :D I wonder where we'll be seated...Thanks tito! :D

Doing theo paper. My mind is a vast endless empty mass.