Its like 2.18 in the morning now.. Com running out of batt, lazy to charge, and im still playing the guitar. My love by westlife is a nice song to play and sing. Kept thinking about your msg.. It tore me apart, worse than death, but still living. Im living in an empty shell now. listening to songs don't help and nothing will. (this entire convo will be retarded. Guess im going crazy)


This is how i became a souless shell. Monday.. Test. Not looking forward to it, project too. Putting on a facade again? I think so. I think I'll need to do that.
I think I feel like dying. I think.......... I'll never go back to my old bubbly self again. I think.

Projectwork is stressing me out.
ITB website: Half done.
MIEC & BCOMM short report: Not done
BCOMM presentation: Not rehearsed
OBSE's perception: Weird work
STAT's retest: Haven't started studying yet.


Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Now i donno how to face you. I need to get over you soon. If not, going into exams with this kinda state is not useful. And i don wanna retake any modules. I have to pass all no matter what. I have to. Damn i need to cry but i won't. I can't. I will never. Unleash the studying monster in me and Kill the rest. Goodnight all. Im going to sleep with a heavy heart.