my days are numbered. official countdown - 45 days to A levels. surprisingly, it's not as worrying as it should be. on top of that, it's 2 weeks more before school term ends. shrugs. not like i do much in school anyhow.
extended writer's bloc has set in. each time i feel like dealing with a subject, my train of thought is stifled. shrugs. maybe i just need a hiatus.
my face is coroded with multiple zits profusely popping out at any given time. i am munching on anything i can lay my hands on and this is my inverse weightloss program. shrugs. a levels and contentment precedes appearance, i suppose.
when you shatter your dearest porcelain piggybank out of anger, do you mend it back simply because it is sentimental? shrugs. i've made a choice. i can turn back, but why should i.
prelim results have been satisfactory thus far. shrugs. what do you care. it's never good enough.
