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top ▲ | add + | 0 comment(s) | Sunday, March 20, 2011 @ 7:01 PM
Hai everyone.

S'been a long time since I posted. Hafta say that sec 4 is really tough, with SYF and such compiling up along with it. Hafta say that I get really stressed out with everything too.

Take the chemistry supplementry I had during this week for example. It went along well, until the teacher just had to ask me to answer a question. I knew the answer, really. But they just had to whisper me the answer so obviously loud. Not that I'm blaming them or anything, they were just trying to help me. But the thing is, I did not seek help from them. I did not turn my head towards them with a help me look on my face. I just needed some time to process the question and recall. I really just wanted to tell the teacher that I'm not gonna answer the question, since they already did. But I couldn't. My mouth just made up a stupid excuse saying that I had forgotten how to. I was angry at myself. It has always been like that. They are always 'helping' me even though I never asked. It was frustrating.

So frustrating I could cry.

Life has to suck sometimes.