Four words: I DID NOT STUDY.
Or maybe I did. But in my world, that's not even close to what studying is. Yes, I read the entire coverage. Page to page. But I can't recall a single thing. And here I am, blogging.
I don't know. I guess I'm tired of trying--- trying to do good in school. Im tired of studying about things I have no interest for. Nothing excites me. If anything, I am already exempted from the exams of the subject/s Im interested in. Tomorrow's the first day of our finals. I hate it. I want it over.
And Im tired listening all day to my parents talk and scold my brother for not studying. Really, they should just leave the kid. Come on, he's a fvckin' genius! He doesn't even fail. I bust my ass off reading books and get baaad grades for my major. My brother watches TV, plays DOTA and never fails. How do you fvckin explain that?
Im tired. And Im sick. This colds is driving me insane. I can't even read an entire paragraph off the book without having to blow my nose once at least every 5 minutes. I slept the entire day. I feel so unproductive and I hate it.
So yes, this is RANTING at it's finest. I may not even be making sense. There's so much emotions I have to let out. Im angry, Im sad, Im tired, Im frustrated, I want to get lost-- to a place where no one knows me. If not, then I want to be left alone in a room, with no one but myself. To think and cater to my deranged emotions. I am losing it, once again. I can be so pathetically miserable sometimes.
God. I am so Bipolar.
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