Stressssssssssssssssssssssssssss

ARGH!!!


Stupid school. I have a presentation, [which means an advertisement and blahblahblah] to hand in and present tomorrow. I also have one SA and one CA tomorrow. Also, a potential booking as I doubt I will bother to finish dear Ms. Lims math. I have been booked a super lot for tardiness already. I'm such a naughty girl ;><: And I have a stupid history pt where I'm supposed to submit a full length report [of which I can simply put into a few points] This is getting me stressed. I was super stressed today cuz of the stupid english pt. And when I'm super stressed I cry. And usually when I cry I'm either lamenting, or berating, or complaining. And today I did a hefty deal of all three. I don't really hate crying. It's a really good stress reliever. :D And I feel much better after I cry everything out. *sighs* Dang, I'm getting tired.. T_T Don't wanna fall asleep. Cannot fall asleep... T_T [That's even worse]


Today, I was asking myself why I came to RGS instead of going to just another neighbourhood school. Why I decided to inflict all the torture upon meself. Why I decided to become someone who's not supposed to be but does have a working adults schedule. Why do I want myself and the ones around me to suffer? What made me come to RGS? That's still my question at the end of the day.


Was coming to RGS really my choice or was it society's choice? I suppose it was a little-girl kinda dream to get into RGS. Fueled on by images of a dream school, with no bad people, only good and guai and and and... yah. Little dreams can be your downfall? What children can envision wiht nothing better to do. Haiy. I can't write anymore. My mind's dead. Someone save me.