sometimes, you just get sick and tired of the things you love.
And it just doesnt matter anymore.
sigh. not much of a choice.. i really do love it alot. i live breathe ___. but there's a limit and whatnots. and the amount of stress i can take. its just.. depressing?
i love ex sec 4s. i love exex sec 4s. -sniff. pltnmates miss them too. alotalotalot. weeeeee!
school's getting scary. not just ___. its the whole freaking school. gah. you never know what to expect. one moment you could be studying in class, and the next, you could be be physically tortured. okay. that doesnt make much sense.. but yeah. you never know.. scary stuff
foot still hurts. haha me. doctor says get plentyy of rest. yupyup! i soooo listened to her la. pump pump pump. run run run. hohum. and tmr got ndp. rite. squeeze my foot into a boot. hoho
yea. okay. fine. shall go sleep. got around to doing the udi essay. dumb really
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