"What makes your problem any bigger than everyone else's?"
"They're mine."



Hi, am still alive and kicking. At the same time, stressing and dying internally, sadly. Not a single day of break for this week. And apparently the timetable has changed to 9am to 6pm for me. EVERY.SINGLE.DAY. If you've seen me in school, you would know how much of a wreck I look like. I don't think slabbing on concealer would help. Plus, knowing my totally awesome skin, I might even get pimples on my eyebags.

(Think positive. Life is good.)

I thought I had more to say but I guess not. Fatigue totally eating up every inch of personality or brain I have. I ran out of words because I used them all up in the essays, portfolios, SDL assignments I have to write. I want to be funny but I can't.

So tired.

Tired.

Zzzz.





Zzzz.