I still love my previous blogskin loads..
Just that, I feel it doesnt suit my feelings and life for the time being.. This skin currently suits me better... Lonely, waiting.. Waiting for the day he will change.. And this skin gives me a feeling of serenity.. Minus the bottom part of the credits credits credits shit.. =\
I just don't understand why does life always seem so hard whenever school reopens.. One after another.. Its like a never-ending repetitive motion.. Since Sem 1.1 to now, 3.1... Its like that..
I often tell people, "I'm not cut out to study.. I just can't study.." Yes i really cant.. Many around me have graduated or are pursuing a much better cert than me.. Sometimes being with them, i just feel inferior.. This is a fact and i can't help it..
Attachment, projects, assignments.. They torture me badly... Thinkin i have one so special and so dear to me to be there for me, to make me happy.. Yet, this one person is gone... Many Many umpteen times this issue has been brought up... And many many umpteen times he changed and many many umpteen times its only a short-period effect...
The point is, I have tried every ways every means and im at my wits end... Life goes on.. Happy talks or chats with friends, jokes among project group mates, i laughed... I was happy... It got me distracted.. But at the end of the day, this fact kept pushing up into my head like bubbles from the bottom of a pond.
It almost ended. But as usual, it didnt.. This is the last chance...
There is nuttin else and nuttin more i can do or give...
Im totally worn out.
I often tell people, "I'm not cut out to study.. I just can't study.." Yes i really cant.. Many around me have graduated or are pursuing a much better cert than me.. Sometimes being with them, i just feel inferior.. This is a fact and i can't help it..
Attachment, projects, assignments.. They torture me badly... Thinkin i have one so special and so dear to me to be there for me, to make me happy.. Yet, this one person is gone... Many Many umpteen times this issue has been brought up... And many many umpteen times he changed and many many umpteen times its only a short-period effect...
The point is, I have tried every ways every means and im at my wits end... Life goes on.. Happy talks or chats with friends, jokes among project group mates, i laughed... I was happy... It got me distracted.. But at the end of the day, this fact kept pushing up into my head like bubbles from the bottom of a pond.
It almost ended. But as usual, it didnt.. This is the last chance...
There is nuttin else and nuttin more i can do or give...
Im totally worn out.
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