i mean, i don't get why i do the things i do.
now i'm pissed. just now i was pissed, then happy, then i got pissed again.
i mean, why do i even play soccer? it just makes me pissed, because i'm lousy, and i can't do anything. and i shouldn't even be there okay. i just make people mad. like lee, because i hit too many long balls and they all fly out.
sorry.
and then i'm pissed at hema for talking to much shit. why do i let it get to me? it's like i want to be pissed. my subconscious is telling me to screw up my own life. that's fucked. like, really bad.
i can't do anything. can't even pass my napfa, for freaking out loud. and i'm lazy to train. see, now i'm even more pissed.
and all this started because i just crashed out of the champions league in pes. i can't get anything right, can i. well, it's probably because all the setting started screwing up. my default's gone now. and the thing can't change player at all. wtf la
and the fucking internet can't even work..
i'm pissed a lot, and i don't think people like me because of that. they think i'm some freak, some guy who swears randomly, is not happy, and kicks stuff. i mean, seriously, why am i this way?
you see, i'm even pissed about myself being pissed. i'm sleepy, and i don't want to sleep. why? stupidity.
you know, i've had like 9h of sleep in the past 2 days. tmr got tuition again, wth. can't be bothered. and so many fucking projects to chiong.
Homework.
1. DV
2. Chem Practical 3 & 4
3. Chem assignment 5
4. Bio cell game
5. Econs insight
6. Econs project.
7. Geog assignment
9. chinese paper.
8. there's a geog project coming up. we're all dead. seriously, geog is bullshit. i don't even know what's going on half the time.
i think i'm sick. all this because i can't make the right decisions. i don't know what to do, when to do. what do you want from me?
oh yes, people who litter are such bastards. seriously, is it that difficult to pick up your crap and throw it in a bin? bins are everywhere! you guys are bloody worthless. clean up after yourself, for goodness' sake.
i don't like who i am.
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