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at 8:10 PM

2nd sem is kind of driving me nuts. I promised a friend, to avoid swearing in blog. It spoils image, he says. I'm not a swear person, my friends would know. But sometimes I use them as a way to express anger, disappointment, etc. To that extend, I only express in words. When bad times come, I hold back and think. That's when the beautiful 4 letters word draws back. I didn't break my promise, did I? :)

It always feels better after a cry although problems remain unsolved with tears. But hey, at least it makes me stronger and determined to face the challenges.

I don't want to be rude, but I did. Slap me.

at 8:02 AM

Well, today was the second day of 2nd sem. Woke up late this morning and found myself extremely tired to the extend that I felt myself... floating at times as if I was going to faint anytime. So my second day, I was 15mins late for english class. Worst comes to worst, we were asked to produce an essay early in 8am class. Such a bad start of the day. Hmm anyways, I'm not sure whether I'm able to 'survive' through this sem. I've attended classes for almost every subjects I take so far, except one. And obviously, they're all tougher than the previous subjects. The past 4 months were somewhat like what we were described as back in f4, the honeymoon months. Because the core subjects were somehow similar to what we've studied in high school. But now, the remaining 2 core subjects are a little tougher and what not the electives. Each time I come to think about it, I worry. Afraid that I couldn't cope up or finding the subjects as a burden to me half way through the sem.

Anyways, I hope I don't regret for the decision I've made for whatever reason it is. I used to hate a subject for any possible reasons. When I hate it, I lost my interest. Sigh. I've always failed in managing stress. Pathetic isn't it?

Oh did I mention that friday is no longer a holiday for me this sem? It used to be, but now its gone. And having classes till 5pm for 3 days made up my beautiful timetable for the following 3 plus months. Sucks to the max seriously.

Currently nineteen. Still figuring out about life, still have phobia on snakes. Favourite quotes: 'Dare to dream big, work them out by Z-A.' Know me better through my personal space here. :)