Oh, the JOY

First, I get stressed over my Math and Chinese results and my overall GPA, then I struggle with my Math homework (I'm only halfway done now.)

And now, I am (apparently, according to my mum,) a failure.

Her definition of a Failure: Someone who sleeps late and wakes up not looking like the Energizer Battery Mascot Rabbit.

Bravo. I feel SO motivated.

Rachel the Failure.

Right.

Chinese Tuition

Doesn't seem to be working much for me.

I've been failing chinese with considerably WORSE marks, ever since I started chinese tuition with a different tutor this year, as compared to last year where I didn't fail as badly.

Don't you think that MAYBE I'll get better grades if I didn't have chinese tuition, and used that TWO HOURS every week to complete my homework and to study? I'd have more time to do personal studying during the week instead of trying to complete my tuition homework too.

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I hate you for being the useless, unproductive piece of scum you are. I hate you for your oversized ego and pride. I hate you for your your falsness and pretense. I hate you for claiming that I don't eat just because you don't see me eating. I hate you for suddenly 'caring' about my life just because it boosts your reputation that I managed to get into the IP. I don't care if you read this. In fact, I hope you do. Because I lack the courage to spit all this in your face. And I hate myself for it, too.
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LA. Similie: Homework is an abscess.
MI.Equivocation: Homework is a bloody abscess.
A. Math: reflection logbase10 horrible=logebase10 horrible^reflection
Chinese: Hope and reality are two different things. Hope: Study->Pass Chinese. Reality: Study->Fail Chinese.

This has proven the fact that I pay attention during lessons.

Torn, by Natalie Imbruglia

I thought I saw a man brought to life
He was warm, he came around like he was dignified
He showed me what it was to cry

Well you couldn't be that man I adored
You don't seem to know, don't seem to care what your heart is for
But I don't know him anymore
There's nothing where he used to lie
My conversation has run dry
That's whats going on, nothing's fine I'm torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn

So I guess the fortune teller's right
Should have seen just what was there and not some holy light
To crawl beneath my veins and now
I don't care, I have no luck,
I don't miss it all that much
There's just so many things that I can't touch, I'm torn

I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You're a little late, I'm already torn.
Torn.

There's nothing where he used to lie
My inspiration has run dry
That's what's going on, nothings right, I'm torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I am shamed lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed into something real
I'm wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
I'm all out of faith, this is how I feel
I'm cold and I'm ashamed bound and broken on the floor
You're a little late, I'm already torn.
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-This Twisted Fairytale called Life

Aiyee!

I'm leaving for KL tomorrow..and I'm starting to get Homesick already.

I keep getting paranoid about getting kidnapped or killed there.

Haha.

Okay. Supposed to go off five minutes ago.

BYE.

-Counting the days till I return

Okay.

Maybe I've not exactly achieved a GPA of 4.0 and above yet (and never will in a million years), BUT since Belle and Shuhui and Joan and many other people were saying that my blog was dead (belle was laughing at the title of my previous post), I HAVE COME TO REVIVE THIS OL' BLOG OF MINE.

Haha.

BUT.

FIRSTLY.

I, RACHEL, HEREBY SOLEMNLY PLEDGE THAT I WILL STUDY FOR THE BIOLOGY TEST PROPERLY, WITHSTANDING ANY TEMPTATIONS OF CHOCOLATE, POTATO CHIPS, OR FICTIONPRESS ROMANCES AFTER I BATHE LATER TONIGHT.

There. Done.

Haha. Seriously though. I think I'll put on 2kg by the end of this week. I've been munching on snacks impulsively this few days, and there's not been any training since last monday.

Kind of a reflex of stress? Haha.

*takes bio notes out and sits at the table*
Me: WAIT. SOMETHING'S MISSING.
*runs to the refridgerator and rummages through it*
Me: TADA.
*returns to notes triumphantly with a bar of chocolate and a cup of fresh milk*
Me: Mono*munch* sacchariades*munch*...mmm, WAIT. WHERE DID MY CHOCOLATE BAR DISAPPEAR TO?!
My Mother: Huh? Weren't you eating at a second ago?
My sister: YOU JUST ATE IT UP, YOU GOONDO!

Haha 8D

Okay. I'M BL***Y STRESSED, I TELL YOU.

EVERYONE'S MUGGING NOW. AND HERE I AM BLOGGING AND READING FICTIONPRESS ROMANCES. I'VE TRIED TO STUDY BIO, BUT ONLY 40% HAS SUCCEEDED IN PENETRATING MY THICK SKULL SO FAR. MI IS ALSO ONLY ABOUT 70% DONE :/

I NEED TO UPGRADE MY RAM. MINE'S ONLY 128MB! I NEED 1GB!

IF I DON'T GET A 1GB RAM, HOW AM I GOING TO PASS THE TESTS? DIE, SHORTTERM-MEMORY LOSS!!!!!

Haha. EXAM-INDUCED LUNACY!!!!!!

Okay. Done typing in caps.

You all can rest your eyes now. 8)

Someone save me from this utter retardation!

I can't study right :/