Thursday, July 28
chinese doctor's a hoot. he said my heart is burdened. and if you tell me to loosen up and let go, i'll rearrange your features. don't just tell me to 'let go'. let go of what??? if you mean to look forward and stop thinking abou the past, i just can't do that. even though it's killing me literally. how can i let go of the only years, the only times whereby i was ever truly happy? i'd rather die this way then live without ever laughing again. i'm just gonna have to find a way. a year more, and then this will be all over. we'll never be together again. you'll all run off to science. and i realised something. maybe what i do doesn't really matter to me. it's whom i'm with. i could've done spa, i suppose. as long as you're with me. i guess i can do anything. i just need you.
about a ton of homework. econs tutorial. chinese jian bao. chinese compo. study for chinese test. read up for hist essay before mdm tay scolds me again. i know there's something else but i can't think of it just yet. ah yes. math.
shit. forehead's burning up. it's the medication. i told my mother. she says if i really need to throw up, please do it in a plastic bag and try not to mess up the house. how sympathetic. i've been too sickly this year, she's immune to my torture.
it must've been love.
8:59 pm
xoxo
