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Not all scars show,
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Sarah is constantly aggravated by a few choice people who decide that its okay and fun to never do their work and thus force it upon her.
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Sunday, January 13, 2013
so old so old. so so old. even my dermatologist says so (read: ways to smash your ego) J2 now. It's been really fun these past 2 weeks. Wednesday, August 29, 2012
bitter i was feeling reminiscent, and came across this: “do the ‘o’ levels really matter that much to you?” I didn’t really know what to say. I hadn’t really thought about it, never really expressed my disdain for the dreaded 21 papers i’d have to take, never really gave it the time of day at all. It took a good whole minute before i finally responded. “of course it matters. its literally the determinant of my entire existence on this earth; whether i excelled and can then go forth and slave away for the next 2 years of education or whether i crumbled under the pressure, and had my parents pay their way for me to get into a good school.” “but does it matter? to you?” Blank. _________________________ i dont remember ever feeling this empty, this sad, this angry at life. but i suppose i dont remember anything, anything at all. Wednesday, June 6, 2012
poopitor i'm at ease with life now i dont know why i dont know how but i've somehow found some strange balance between work and play or maybe the disproportionate amount of play is making me giddy and tricking me into thinking im doing a fair amount of work truth be told i'm lazy and can't be bothered to get off the computer and work on more important things... like studying for terms. Oh well. Such is life. Friday, March 16, 2012
31 i feel like i'm on top of the world, but i'm covered in shit. does that make sense? my brain doesnt my heart doesnt nothing makes sense anymore Thursday, February 9, 2012
the loneliness is killing me i am not myself Thursday, December 22, 2011
anything for you, darling life after o levels can be summed up in a single word: aimless there's no goal anymore, or at least until the results arrive. Then an avalanche of over-thinking and crying and trying to travel back in time (or wishing i didn't watch that one episode of grey's and invested that 45 minutes into more meticulous detail of diffusion and osmosis) will probably ensue. right now my parents are assuming i will do fabulously given the vast amount of time i spent studying. at my best it probably reached up to 14 hours a day, but that doesn't necessarily translate into the beloved A1s. i think i'm actually slightly worried about getting my results back. FASCINATING. i have done absolutely nothing in the past 10 days and i hate it. i sleep till 12pm and i can't be bothered to drag my ass out until 4pm when the sun has set. I really hope i'm sick because if i'm well life isn't worth living. Friday, November 11, 2011
isn't it funny when you think you know someone and then you figure out you've got them all wrong? when that person you thought you knew was a mere facade, a shell of this individual? when you've tolerated that person's shit for so long, thinking that you're the one with the problem and that the other person is tolerating you? isn't it horrible how multifaceted people are? isn't it horrible how judgmental we are? isn't it funny how simply and easily people abandon their peers for their own selfish interests? And isn't it a marvel how quickly people can change for the worse. It seems like it takes a lifetime to build up a good reputation, but it takes a mere 2 second hurricane of destruction to tear apart and rip away every single shred of dignity and pride that holds that reputation up in place. Isn't it funny how easily a person is forgotten? how people who seem like good influences are sometimes the worst people you could possibly hang out with? Isn't it funny how someone can make your opinion seem so valuable and yet completely go against everything you've said? Frankly I don't find it funny at all. I find it idiotic, silly, immature, stupid and completely indignant. Maybe its time i stop taking the shit straight from people's ass. Maybe its time to find friends who would actually value me. |
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But baby, where they knock you down and out
Is where you oughta stay |
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