Wednesday, March 10, 2010

let me love you


Few things in the world are more powerful than a positive push;
A smile. A word of optimism and hope.
And you can do it when things are tough



I am mentally and physically exhausted.
I wonder what I have been up to lately.. every reconciliation of the past few days have been rather vague.

Ever since the fact that I found out that Mum has stopped working, I can't adapt to her being a stay-home mum. (Partly which, she is usually out) Also that she has been up to my neck in a number of ways. Since she's free now, she can pop by school anytime, call or message me at any hour just to ask where am I. Kinda sucky, I now wish my mum still had her job. Don't get me wrong, she didn't get fired, she just quit her job. Like (wth did you do that for?)

Oh well, it doesn't change me much. I'm still 15, I'm still in school, I'm still getting my weekly allowance. I'm still having fluctuating grades.

This week in school has just been.....tiring and depressing.
Yes, this is the week we get our results back, all in anticipation for the upcoming Parent-Teacher meet on Friday. Some satisfying, some depressing. On the brighter note, its just the common test. The only subjects that I have safely secured a B3 is for chem/bio and a B3 for POA. Well, I reckon 3 is good enough for now. Gotta work harder, gonna push on farther.
How am I going to tell my mum I scored twenty-two out of eighty for math? I'll just leave this to tomorrow.

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My mum just asked me whether I'll be celebrating my birthday with my friends and I told her "Its 21 days away, I've got other things to worry about." and she replied, "Fine, then don't bother about wanting to even have a birthday."

Thanks for your optimism, Mum. Anyway, my birthday falls one day before my religion's holiday. Kinda sucky. Yet good. Ay, it has its pros and cons. Don't expect much from April 1st anyway.





FML that my mum has stopped working.

FML that I am so tired.

FML that my eyes hurt everytime I blink.



I. am. going. to. pass. out. now.

Goodbye and night.

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