I think I thought I saw you try, but that was just a dream.

Kae: how could this happen to me!~? says:
-shrug-
Kae: how could this happen to me!~? says:
alittle weird today you
and you can't bear the pain. says:
why do you say so.
Kae: how could this happen to me!~? says:
its as if you dislike yourself in someway

Someone's finally hit the nail on the head. That is exactly what I've been feeling. Like I loathe being who I am. And after some careful introspection, I've realized that (shock and horror) it is true.

I'm likely to get banned from promos because I don't have 90% attendance. Which effectively means that I have wasted two years of my precious youth, doing something I abhor, and gotten nothing as a result.

Strange enough, I don't care much.

So I'm going to be booted out of school and probably out of the house too, but somehow, it doesn't matter to me. Not anymore. I remember the times when I used to care so much about grades. Last year, with all my big dreams. Seems really far away now.

I'm depressed and I'm annoyed. Depression isn't a weakness, it's an illness. All Bullshit.

I'm weak. And wooden. And weak.

AnRu reminisced at 10:44:00 PM.