He's really gone.
Shit! I just realized that this morning.
I got all teary. I didn't know it was that bad. I guess that's the reason why i refuse to watch his memorial.People gave the "WTH?!" faces when they found out about it.
Trying putting yourself in my shoes, dammit.
Right now, i have to stay clear of his songs.
This is only M.J. What if it was Syn?!
Wednesday is hell.
Three periods = 1hr 45mins of physics.
I swear to god whenever she say something i begin to feel sleepy.
It's always like that during her lesson. Hypnotic breath.
It's a freaking torture just trying to stay up during her lessons.
Two more periods of physics tomorrow. FUCK!
If this continues, I think i'd die before my o'lvls.
My brain was freaking DRY sia.
As usual, two periods of art is never enough.
Miss Ong started the lesson with a topic on bras. Don't ask me why.
K, i think im gonna start blogging in point form. Too lazy to put it all in sentences.
Good day.
