i've had enough. i'm more than ready to tear the friggin friggin NMR notes into small small tiny little pieces and flush them down the toilet bowl. argh.
a few days ago during pc lesson mr harris was talking about te differences between texts written in old english and modern english. one was classical references, ie. they refer to the moon Diana instead of well, moon. that's for the romans. i've came across such text, but the greeks seem to be different. i mean, i've never read anything going like, " O Cynthia, how dost thou shine so brightly in the velvety night skies." or sth like that right.
again i'm feeling that sense of inferiority. i've tried and tried and tried until i got to a point where i can't even be bothered to try anymore. obviously i got guilty but somewhere along i've made peace with myself and told myself its okay. but now i find that i'm not as indifferent as i thought was. and its starting to bug me. argh i really hate this. i don't know why but i feel so cheated. okays this is starting to sound funny. i shall just stop.
cyn.
161288.
victorian.
vjc 05S43.
vjcsb.
tpjc (1st 3mths) 05S31.
tksian.
tkband.
khs.
flautist =)
all that i hold dear.
besties(: and lovely lovely friends.
family.
shopping, reading, lazing around.
sweet, pretty, striking colours.
swirls. stripes.
ice cream, chocolate, and the same few constants.