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Tuesday, September 25, 2007


to sound a bit more normal, i am somewhat anxious by the fact that i haven't touched my humanities subjects at all save for geog's plate techtonics, which i didn't have much problem with since (please don't hit me) i love the chapter. but at least there's positive progress in the other subjects. totally bogged my brain with numbers and numbers and whatever that has to do with numbers for most part of today. but anyway, hoping to clear my subjects by the time the papers come because i always never seem to be able to finish revising nowadays.

and oh, make-up tutorial vids are great de-stressors, as long as you can control yourself. most of the time i can do that. sometimes i'll just be itching to pick up a brush and my eyeshadow colours and play with make-up. yes, even at 12am plus.

on a more weird front (as weird as the Nazis goose-walk march), i guess i'd better rein in my emotions. for some reason, i just felt like crying in school just now during english period. but hurried to the toilet and controlled it. but i wasn't crapping around or being cynical anymore after that. then when i reached home, i entered my room and saw my class photo on the floor. i don't know how fell from my desk; maybe the wind blew it or something (i'm trying to understand how since i placed about 3 watches on top of it). and suddenly through the night, i don't know.. i just had a very anxious, uncomfortable feeling. we malays would put it as "rasa tak sedap hati". even now there's a tinge of it, but i'm half-awake so maybe that plays a part.

i am dead beat from everything.

ya Allah, lindungilah dia..

11:37 pm

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