yes yes. i think many of you can attest to the fact that i have TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY reverted on the sanity i expressed two posts ago - sadly.

'it's not even a big deal, it's not even a big deal, it is NOT EVEN a BIG DEAL' doesn't even cut it anymore! that math room is like kryptonite to all social capabilities. sometimes, momentarily, i can forget and have a laugh or a real conversation but then, from the corner of my eye, i am reminded of my awkward sensiblities and all vocal capabilities diminish... i mean dude, i can't even ask math questions to the tutor in a normal voice.

yuk. mostly i'm just annoyed at myself for being so immature. 'gosh grow up' you and me and my whole family (creative license here) are saying. and i'm trying, i feel like i am! and then i don't and then it's sad again.

not sad like emo, btw.

on a less depressing note, i only have one more of these horrrrrible sessions to endure, and only 3 more weeks of hsc non-life left! in celebration, i have scheduled for the 31st october and onwards: 'LIFE'

cannot wait :)
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