Wednesday already. Tomorrow is Thursday(duh) and that is it for the week. It will be a long weekend, what with Good Friday and Easter.

Wednesday only. Yet I am as tired as a (insert profanity, again). Daily school assignments, Sports Leader duties, Self-Directed Learning, drama rehearsals and all that jazz, practically every single day after school, drain my energy. Left all pooped-out, I wear a rather lifeless look as I reluctantly drag myself to school each day. Monotonous lessons failed to stimulate me and I find myself plummeting deeper into where I was from, back to square one.

Dreams that haunt me every other night add on to my listlessness, weighing me down even more as I stare and watch them replay in my mind.

Dismiss what I have just said because I do not want to give an impression that I am emo or whathaveyou. I shall stick to surpressing my true feelings and keeping my thoughts concealed. (:

Asides already. Now look:










I appreciate their love for me (haha!) but most of the times, these boys annoy me with their horrible antics. Undeniably, they tickle me with their stinkin' pick-up lines and whatnots, resulting in me mopping the floor clean as I laugh my ass off at their supposedly hilarious humour. How unglamorous but at the end of the day the joke is on them, isn't it? Clowns...sigh.

The highlight, one of the most recent one that arrived in my inbox:







I seriously have not an inkling of what his purpose is but ah well...let's just say he is (LOL) you guessed it- a pervert.

I shall make myself scarce, lay my bottom infront of the idiot box to watch Dancefloor, call my darling Leya Babygirl up, and reply Khabir's text message. Friend, we are on good terms now I supposed. (:

SFB is booted out. I am refraining myself from tearing shit shit shit, fuck shit die argh!