i found this poem on miss lim's table. yah miss lim's table when i went to find her with Jia dai..i think it is really inspiring and hope to share it everyone..

its really been a stressful period for everyone..pms does not help much either and i have really become grumpier and is easily upseted ..really. I want to say sorry to all my friends who have seen me and my black black face..really very sorry guys..me will try to get myself out of that state.

me had a real bad day yesterday..not many pple noe about it ..Ying ling saw my puffy eyes this morning...very observant..me cried myself to sleep last night..nothing much really..just was thinking of some stuff....probably a contiunation of the crying from that morning.
saw hunter in the mornin..he never even got to starting my essay..must be really busy..say a ton of essays on his table..in the end he marked it infront of me..never gave me a grade..why is the grade thingy so impt to me...i dun understand!!...sad that i was not talking about the imagery which was something i used to do...just becos i focused too much on the narrative technique...which was wat the question was asking wat.....
anyway saw lofthouse after him...so terrible....we were just talking about jealousy in othello..and other stuff..and then for dun noe wat obvious reason..i started crying..me felt more and more stupid then..but there was nothing i can do for my tears just flowed on and on.... it wasnt a good cry..cos i have lost the ability to cry out loud...and that takes a lot of energy out of me....and caused me to be very tired for the rest of the day..
me didnt have any mood to study anymore...until now...cos last night';s sobbing made me so lethagic in the morning...and so shity..later still have mock maths..going to fail..like forever....