Fatigue Tomorrow shall be the day to decide if my journey for taking Chinese as a subject has ended or not. I hope it is so, I cannot imagine myself writing Zhuo Wen any longer. Let's just hope I did okay, meaning an A or B. =D [hopes]

Other than that, parents' night tomorrow night (why do the school administrations have to squeeze everything together?!). For this, I am definitely screwed from all orifices of my body. (yes, it's a very crude description, but it is a suiting one.)

My left eye lid just twitched. I hope it meant for something disasterous, cause I feel like dying. Right. Now. Bleh.

So tired from school. This is the most fitting description of my state now.

I'm constantly dreaming of life after A levels. Work at HMV (preferably) + Steady income + German proficiency course + Suicidal Black Metal Project + Philosophy + Start writing my own 1337 dystopian sci-fi novel + more flourishing + Wardrobe ReInvention + major resting + forgetting how school feels like. I can hardly wait one second longer.


Bahhhhhhhh, said the WarGoatDaemon of LingNemesis.  ¶ 10:18 pm