Super pek chek. Thus, leading to guilt. But still frustrated.
I am guilty for just sending my boy off to make his own supper. I feel guilty for grumbling at him for having a bad habit of wanting supper at 2.30am because I am unwilling to make it at this unearthly hr, when I have to go to school tomorrow and not to mention, the fucking exams coming AGAIN for the umpteenth time.
WHY THE FUCK AM I IN THE COURSE?!
PUI!
I am really having terrible mood swings these few days. And even I can't stand myself for being this fucked up. First, my bloody period is late which scares the hell out of me, not to mention that I'm pretty paranoid. So you can kinda expect what kind of mood I get into to realise it's still not here every darn morning. Then having to face the books. Piangz, my entire room is in a big big mess now that he has to clean up all the mess in my room for me since he kinda got frustrated about my messy study table. My books are really piling way up high in the corner now, and I have no idea how I'm gonna finish reading them.
Talking abt that, I am really cursing at my medical school. I think the medical school office's staff should ALL be sacked. I wonder what they are actually there for, when I don't even see them doing their job. And they must be brainless to not even give us a study week before exams. So you can jolly well imagine me being absolutely pissed off about having to go for 9-5 lectures the week before my major exam. Thanks WCM. Thanks for being fucked up.
My hormones are driving me up the wall as well. Kept having hot flushes, and my room is boiling as well. UK's weather is really erratic. It was 31 deg on Wednesday manz! Bad location of my room as well since I got the afternoon sun, and now that summer is nearing, u can just imagine me being baked. I wouldn't hesitate to buy a portable aircon if it weren't because I have too many things in my room that having such a big item would just make my messy room messier.
I'm just blabbering things at the moment. Grumbling about every single thing I can think of. Really pity this guy drinking soup next to me now. He must have had enough of me.
I am guilty for just sending my boy off to make his own supper. I feel guilty for grumbling at him for having a bad habit of wanting supper at 2.30am because I am unwilling to make it at this unearthly hr, when I have to go to school tomorrow and not to mention, the fucking exams coming AGAIN for the umpteenth time.
WHY THE FUCK AM I IN THE COURSE?!
PUI!
I am really having terrible mood swings these few days. And even I can't stand myself for being this fucked up. First, my bloody period is late which scares the hell out of me, not to mention that I'm pretty paranoid. So you can kinda expect what kind of mood I get into to realise it's still not here every darn morning. Then having to face the books. Piangz, my entire room is in a big big mess now that he has to clean up all the mess in my room for me since he kinda got frustrated about my messy study table. My books are really piling way up high in the corner now, and I have no idea how I'm gonna finish reading them.
Talking abt that, I am really cursing at my medical school. I think the medical school office's staff should ALL be sacked. I wonder what they are actually there for, when I don't even see them doing their job. And they must be brainless to not even give us a study week before exams. So you can jolly well imagine me being absolutely pissed off about having to go for 9-5 lectures the week before my major exam. Thanks WCM. Thanks for being fucked up.
My hormones are driving me up the wall as well. Kept having hot flushes, and my room is boiling as well. UK's weather is really erratic. It was 31 deg on Wednesday manz! Bad location of my room as well since I got the afternoon sun, and now that summer is nearing, u can just imagine me being baked. I wouldn't hesitate to buy a portable aircon if it weren't because I have too many things in my room that having such a big item would just make my messy room messier.
I'm just blabbering things at the moment. Grumbling about every single thing I can think of. Really pity this guy drinking soup next to me now. He must have had enough of me.
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