Instead of productively mugging for econs/maths, I've been diligently studying lit, or rather getting distracted by lit. Sigh, Lit is so depressing especially when you have to pass up a forum post by 2359 like some army nights out deadline when you're half dead, with your stomach cramping like fucking no tomorrow, subsequently getting distracted into writing a poem. Yes, -gasp-. I'm still sick despite the ten thousand antibiotics pills i've got to swallow. Ok, maybe over exaggerate but you get the drift. They say trouble doesn't travel alone (in chinese), well I guess sickness doesn't too. After I somewhat recovered from my blood vomiting inducing sorethroat, I've contracted stomach cramps and diarrhoea.): So much for studying.

J1s generally need to stop bugging me over little little details and use their brains for the first time because I got one nerve left and they're getting on it. lol-ed, quoted from EkaT's dp on LMS. I LOL-ed for a day after looking at it. Yes, back to J1s ): I need some peace to rest and study, but I'm not getting any generally because they are argh x10. And I'm sorry I'm gonna leave you'll alone for chapel (and whatever's left of the j2s), but I guess you all ought to be independent. I get tired and guilty of things so easily.

Talking to WQ was like an escapade from the mundane studying and whatnots, like visits to doctors and cramping on the bed. (He laughed till his internet crashed). LOL-ed. :x

I'm gonna ninja my way back into the school for tuition without getting myself seen because I'm not SUPPOSED to be seen. Sigh. Hopefully, I don't get knocked down by a car halfway.

I'm hungry ): Contrary to popular beliefs, I do get hungry when I'm not supposed to.

Labels: Poems, You