Note to self
*Prayer is not a useful umbrella
I was on the way to uni today, and it started to rain. It was just light so I ignored it. Then it got heavier, and so I started praying as hard as I could that I'd get to uni dry. It worked, if we define dry as not drowned. Next time I think I'll just stop and pull my raincoat out of my bag.
*Maths sucks
I got my results from the test I thought I nailed last friday. I was fairly confident of at least 90%. I got 50%, and I'm still not quite sure why. So I'm now officially going for a fail in maths. I just don't get it, I pray hard, study hard and work hard. Then I get the results back and I find out that a blind monkey with alzheimer's could beat me. I just wish I knew what was going on. The really depressing thing is that maths is probably my strongest subject.
*Stabbity death
Right now I'm feeling a lot of hate. I hate myself for not performing to the levels I know I should be in maths, I hate my housemates for messing up our internet access so badly that I can only load a page every 10 minutes or so. But most of all, I hate myself and I keep beating myself up over the marks I'm getting. I get a feeling the answer I'm looking for involves a rather large kitchen knife and lots of stabbing motions.
Right now, I just want to escape from everything. I don't want to have to face this life tomorrow, I don't even want to face it right now. There's so much work to get done by the end of the semester and I feel so tired and broken down. I just wanna be somewhere I can let my hair down, have a laugh at my predicament and relax. For now, I just have to grin and bear it (well actually in my case, I have a lock on my bedroom door so I can just lock myself in and cry like a little wussy girl).
I was on the way to uni today, and it started to rain. It was just light so I ignored it. Then it got heavier, and so I started praying as hard as I could that I'd get to uni dry. It worked, if we define dry as not drowned. Next time I think I'll just stop and pull my raincoat out of my bag.
*Maths sucks
I got my results from the test I thought I nailed last friday. I was fairly confident of at least 90%. I got 50%, and I'm still not quite sure why. So I'm now officially going for a fail in maths. I just don't get it, I pray hard, study hard and work hard. Then I get the results back and I find out that a blind monkey with alzheimer's could beat me. I just wish I knew what was going on. The really depressing thing is that maths is probably my strongest subject.
*Stabbity death
Right now I'm feeling a lot of hate. I hate myself for not performing to the levels I know I should be in maths, I hate my housemates for messing up our internet access so badly that I can only load a page every 10 minutes or so. But most of all, I hate myself and I keep beating myself up over the marks I'm getting. I get a feeling the answer I'm looking for involves a rather large kitchen knife and lots of stabbing motions.
Right now, I just want to escape from everything. I don't want to have to face this life tomorrow, I don't even want to face it right now. There's so much work to get done by the end of the semester and I feel so tired and broken down. I just wanna be somewhere I can let my hair down, have a laugh at my predicament and relax. For now, I just have to grin and bear it (well actually in my case, I have a lock on my bedroom door so I can just lock myself in and cry like a little wussy girl).
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