... And today, she asked if I wanted to transfer to another school.

Bad things happening one after the other. Even though I received an apology for this one... Still the damage is done and I can't get over it as easily as I wish.


Spiralling to the ground below,
Like Autumn leaves left in the wake to fade (away).
Waking up to your sound again,
And lapse into the ways of misery.

Today, my mum told me that I could screw my A levels and opt to study overseas if I continue getting so caught up and affected by all this... shit.

I seriously don't know what to think anymore.

Weekends are here again.

Previously I'd always look forward to the weekends. Now, the thought of weekends just comes along with the dread that I'd have a million more things to do than the average weekday. The never-ending cycle of trying to catch up on lectures/tutorials during the weekends just worsens. Unfinished work, new work, more work. ):

Sigh. Weekend Horrors. I doubt I'll have enough time to study for promos.


You're made of ice
I pay the price
For all your unforgiveness

Thank goodness for this National Day break. It came just in time for me to recover from my recurring headache/lightheadedness and my flu. Although I think it's still not enough for me to completely recover from the effects of long-term sleep loss, I think it should still allow me to recharge for week8's SPAs. ):
I still can't bring myself to, but I guess that you would rather it to be like this anyway. And I probably deserve to feel bad for as long as it could take.

My heart and I have wondered aimlessly
Beneath the weeping willows searching for the sun
Time after time we've met each other in a dream
And we have gazed upon the miracle of love

My heart and I have heard the angels sing
And we have found upon life's broken wing
And now we know that love is
Just over the rainbow in the sky

Mother comfort us, in thee we trust
Have mercy on my heart and I

My heart and I will know no happiness
As long as we see hate and bitterness
And like a child we close our eyes
Do not forsake us when we cry

Mother comfort us, in thee we trust
Have mercy on my heart and I