im not doing much now. i feel like a pig having eaten like one and also by looking at the sty of a room mine is. shirts, bras, shorts, empty bottles, papers, sling bags, bagpack, shruff's racheal, clean socks, cds, pants, skirts, anderson pe shirt, pinafores, files, pillows, bedsheets.... everywhere. the sight is... i cant find a word for it.

instead of cleaning up my room, what am i doing? im playing with the new anklet my mother bought me. haha. there's this tiny bell and it makes the sweetest tinkling sound when i shake it. hur.

sellowly getting depressed. results are coming out in less than 2 weeks. one week and 6 days ackchellie. weird thots are getting into my head. bad BAD weird WEIRD thots. like...

what if my results suck and i cant stay in my current intstitution.
what if my results are such that im in between. no jc, no poly, no ci, no ITE, no going back.
what if my results suck so bad facing my family will prove impossible.
what if that happens and i haf to be like that dude who cant leave the airport terminal.

. . . ?

life sucks for losers like me.
syaf_4:34 PM