I'm suppose to be studying right now but I can't help the temptation of the Internet. Oh. My. Goodness. Maths is a serious killer who's out to get me. I used to think elementary maths was tough well look what additional maths brought on. I know it's necessary and all but I'd do so much to do E-Maths only. Grr.
Had extra Social Studies Literature class just now. Oh now Ms Anisah worries about the exams. She was rushing to shove as much info as possible but it doesn't really help cause all she does is, on a routine, Notes-Powerpoint-Talk-Copy Notes-End of lesson. And she doesn't even collect the notes.
So yes, the exams are on the way but i haven't really gotten into stress mode yet but I'm sure it'll come a week or two before the exam.
I've got drama tomorrow so i'll be looking forward to that.
Ever gotten that feeling when you want two things at the same time but those things are totally opposite? That's currently my mood mode. All the debate in my head is just so chaotic.
To Marisa:
Get that ankle healed fast. I don't think i have to tell you that since so many others have already done so but I'll just leave this little note for you here.

You and me and the things unsaid.
Crack on this: What does "it" mean in the sentence "What time is it?" ? :D
I hope you're reading this.
Dear you,
I've had a crush on yous since forever but I've never had the guts to tell you.Because of this, I've tried to snub out my feelings for you. I tried thinking of every bad thing about. I know it's mean but I couldn't think of any other way. It worked until recently, where I've been seeing you in sweet dreams. Ever since then, you've been popping out in my mind.
I curse your sweet name whenever i see you and try to remind myself how I've never liked you. I've been lying to myself and still am but I should be excused 'cause I've always been hopelessly pathetic when it comes to you.You're like an angel. Impossible too ignore and impossible to be with but oh so darn good. I can never look at you in the eye without being nervous 'cause looking into those heavenly eyes taunt me. I'd be reminded how I'm not good enough for you and never will be. It'll just be impossible.
I may seem arrogant to you 'cause I'll try as much as i can to ignore you but the reason behind this is because I'm also trying to avoid that breathless feeling when I look at/talk to/hear you. It feels more than butterflies fluttering. It's more like elephants wearing tutus dancing around in my tummy, my heart, my pulse. I'm trying to avoid the heartbreak that comes with you but avoiding you is heartbreak enough. I'm sorry i like you. I'm sorry for myself for liking you.
There. I've said it.