Sometimes i feel that i share too many personal things with different people. And in contrast, those whom im quite close to, doesn't share with me. A quirk. I think that shouldnt be the way. Seriously.

That being said.

In retrospection -- zhanni

as more legendary people passed away ,
i feel like im getting older and older
your children will never get to know them anymore and people who left in your era will always belong to your era.
when my mum talked about how my uncle's classmates were killed because they accidentally wrote something bad about chairman mao on the blackboard,I just feel that its so far and distance doesnt feel real at all.
but to people in her generation, the memory is still alive and vivid
and then one day we will become like them, telling our children things that they would never dream of.
its funny how fast things happen, how fast they become history and everyone of us becoming a part of it.

I think i may fail P2. Fuck. I studied so freaking hard. I think i'm just plain dumb. Stupid. And i'm still brooding over it.

The feeling of looking through all the questions in the answer booklet and not knowing how to attempt a single one of it is fucking demoralising and sad.

Damn disappointed with myself. I counted the number of marks i'm confident to get, after writing through 18pages of gibberish, and it surmounted to less than 30. FML.

Damn stupid.

Now i finally understand....what does 'attached all along' means.
It meant attached all along.



Fuck. Next week is my exams.
She suck. Girls suck. Females suck. The whole world suck.

weisiong suck. =.=