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Monday, January 05, 2009
I SUCKKKKKK.

Finally finished Great Ex(!) at Wheelock's Starbucks today with sabbykwang bugging me to hurry up every ten minutes or so. And I removed my extensionsssss ): I DID NOTHING ELSE other than watching teevee. I'm supposed to do my 1984 essay (since like three nights ago). BUT, I've not done anything for it other than just picking out quotes. Frankly, in my head, I've not even conjured out any arguments. How am I supposed to freaking write the essay? School is arriving in less than a week's time. I'm wasting my life away again. I'm useless. Last night I spent almost two hours tossing and turning in bed thinking of things again. Things I should never think about. And then I had to feel upset. So I finally fell asleep only at close to 3am in the morning again. I don't know why I'm like that; why couldn't I be more focused on the things that demand my attention more.


Meeting my moon tmrw to waste more time to catch up on the old days perhaps. I hope a trip to ARTBOX will do wonders for the soul (yeah right) And awfully chocolate cheat my feelings I want my money rahhh~



I feel like it's not over.


/edit; I look forward to having zlitch social life at all next year. NOT.