Ugh

My head's constantly throbbing. It doesn't take much for anything to soon become an irritating migraine. As of now, a lot of things bother me thoroughly. Ha.

There isn't much homework for this week, although I feel stressed about a couple of things. It takes up a lot of my concern and of course, my peace of mind. August is almost through, and so is the first term. There's still a lot of unfinished business to complete. :(

I really need to drink Paracetamol right now.

Semi-grade of doom

It just sat there on the green paper, black and bold and glaring at me like I've made a huge mistake. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. I felt my eyes grow wider with each passing second as I stared at a huge capital letter that meant everything between life and death. Well, not exactly life and death, but it meant a lot to me. 

I felt mocked in a way. The bold letter was printed side-by-side with a numerical correspondence, and both seeped with condescending negativity. My eyes were glued to the paper. It was painful to look at the slip, but I couldn't look away. Damn, this is what I feared the most, I thought. And now it's in front of me. Damn. 

I looked around and saw that my other classmates were stoically looking at their slips as well. Although subtle, I immediately sensed their disappointment and shock. It was hard not to notice, anyway. My teacher started speaking again, not minding the depressed aura filling the room. In one swift motion, I sealed the green paper shut. I wanted to shut that thing out of my mind. I put on a smile and turned to my seatmate. She too, looked desolate. We stared at each other with reassuring looks, channeling one clear message. This is going to be a long term.

* * *

Bleh. I dislike my MTRs. Strongly dislike.

This is really short and irrelevant.

When you bid me good night
and all our old pictures fade grey,
just promise me you'll stay.

* * *

I just feel so senti right now. Sigh.

Friday log

So I'm here staying at home. Sitting on a dusty brown couch in front of the laptop. Salivating over a stone cold monggo hopia.

I feel really exhausted and sick. I'm starting to have allergies again. Sore eyes and a runny nose? Not a good combination. It's probably because of sorting all those musty clothes in the relief operation yesterday. Yikes. I'll need to take my medicine later.

I'm happy that I was able to volunteer for two days straight. This would have been my third day if not for fatigue and itchy noses :( Hay. But I guess I've done my share, even if all I did was sort clothes and pack food. Hihi.

Now I'm having a headache. Might as well rest. :/

Who knew that
so much can

fall

washed away by
pouring rains.