lepas geram. again.

I am frustrated.
I am tired.
I am malnourished.
I have sleep problems.
I am bleeding in the toe.
I am mentally fatigued.
I am stupid.
I am unimaginative.

I feel so inferior.
I am doomed.

BAH.

I get tired of life sometimes. Don't you? The unvarying routine, the repetitive chores, the lack of variety. And the realization that I actually have so many things to do but I am just too lazy to start doing any of them. And the fact that time feels like it takes forever to pass when I am bored, and yet, at this time, I am beginning to wonder what happened to the 8 hours I could have studied Pre-Cal. Damn. I am SO dead. Let me kill myself before I die in the hands of CGPA.

I feel forsaken, by everyone and everything, by the whole world.

My Pre-Cal is moderately okay, when I really need it to be perfect.

My MSN is as populated as The Dead Sea. I'm not blaming you people, I know it's 3 am.

My roommate is sleeping. Soundly. As always.
I, on the other hand, am having trouble sleeping at night.
My blog is my proof.

My brain decided to celebrate independence.

And the most irritating thing is, when I tried to scream away my ke-kns-an, all that came out was a growl. Dammit. Scream oso dunno. Is that retarded or what?

When I tried to snap my stupid pencil in half, I ended up sharpening all of them.

When I start thinking of burning the Pre-Cal book, I realized I have no matches. or lighters.

Oh God. I need someone to strangle.

But looking at my failed attempts to 'let go' physically, I'll probably end up shaking hands or something.

Garrrrhhhhh.

This failure of the human race is going to vent out her frustration by razing the entire British colony to the ground with her uber-cool Japanese army.

Wow. The thought of that made me feel better already :)