Getting pissed at the wrong time.
Blogger is rlly not moving. And i'm just stuck here, to keep ranting.

Time for a proper post instead. Haven't had one in a long while already. I've been mugging, but not hard enough. They said they've seen improvements, but i don't think so. They said they've seen me working work, but i don't think so. They say i'm beginning to slacken, i completely agree. Somehow, it's just on and off. Like what she said, probably my concentration level is too low, focus level too low, i die out easily during midway. Definitely not a good thing. (back to the main thing, this is not gna' be a proper post agn) This year's been really bad. I've just realised i had a stock of medication at home. Everytime i complete a course, i just leave it as it is, and nobody clears it for me. So as months went by, the courses of medication on the table piles up. And on it, it's my name. I could prolly open up a pharmacy if i hadn't consume those medicine. Scary, ain't it. I look upon it, and realised, it's really alot. Then i start counting the cost. Oh dear, really alot. Estimation, about 1k or so, i guess. Now, i think my attendence confirm very bad also. Sigh. Everything isn't happening at the wrong time. Everything's in a haywire. My life's messed up, it seems ruined. K, back to square one. I need to start picking up these pieces and put them back together, so i can move on. I know, very ridiculous. And i don't know why i just go on typing in this manner. It's like.. so.. weird. K, emo. Lol.

I haven't been practicing hard enough. It's the official start of prelim the following week, i haven't gotten every single chapter of each subject stored in my left&right brain. I haven't got much time either. I'm panting hard, trying to catch up. But each time i do so, negative thoughts came by. It seems impossible. How hard i try, i'd never reach the point where everybody is. Rlly demoralising at times. Yet, on the contrary, it serves as another purpose to allow me to start kicking hard and move on fast. But i ain't helping myself. I push myself at times, then i end up pulling myself back once more. This is bad.

Enough of ranting. This is so wordy. And i like it when nobody reads, because when somebody reads, the word spreads. Lol. I don't like it. They know it. And i know they know. But what can i do to stop them? I'm afraid they don't know i know this. Fine with me. As time goes by.. it'll end.

Sometimes i rlly hate you, yet sometimes it's neutral/mutual.
It can be bad at times, yet there are good times too.