so couple of things happened this week so far that I find really tests me on how much I've changed since secondary school.

let's go back to sunday, when of all days, I was rushing homework and tutorials and econs essays, when this idiot comes up and starts annoying the rotten crap out of me, by continuing The Joke Of The Price Floor Hypothesis and rapping eminem's "Not Afraid" 10cm away from my face very loudly. So close that the sound was ringing through my ears and giving me a headache I really didn't need. I dealt with it. Didn't retaliate so much. Tried not to. lucky that the idiot went off soon after that, but I couldnt concentrate anymore. I could feel the blood boiling away, so I went to the dt. Raged it all out on gc's poor guitar. By the time I was done, I didnt feel like whacking anymore, a good thing, I guess. then came the meltdown I'm glad no one except megan and gc saw. All the stress just built up and exploded out. I am not this weak. Never going to be, never will be. Sometimes, you just got to know when to stop kachiau-ing people, 'cause you pushed it too far that day. This will never happen again, comprehende pas?

3 years.
and a whole lot of God's help.
I won't go back there again.
I don't want it to become second nature.


Anyway, it fascinates me that in a race where choir is the only non-sports cca participating, we still manage to get 4th (or 3rd)!!!!! feeling's awesome, like you just conquered some barrier made up of everyone else's expectations. It still surprises me that I could find people to le pak with at the bleachers.
What a loner.

GP resource book due tmr. 0 articles done, 14 more to go.
dammit.

on a side note, it's 12.40am. I should go sleep.
and crap through the bio test tmr.

eternal-flame blogged at 12:45 AM