Saturday, June 03, 2006

Silent treatments and other woes of life

Woes. This should be the word of the week.

I don't know what wrong I have done again, but it's eeriely silent in the room. I guess it's true that we are oblivious to our own flaws. I'm no exception. Oh well. It's been a few days now, I haven't done anything because I want to let things cool down first (if anything was ever fired up in the first place) before I say anything. But I'm stressed over my maths and all the test papers and notes and ten-year series and God knows what else that I'm supposed to do. Add on the I'm-ignoring-you-now, my nerves are frayed.

Yeah, I know I'm not the only one going through this and all. So yes, I'm dealing with it. And no, I'm not going to explode. I refuse to, damnit.

Ah, the woes. I went to MacDonalds to study and I got coffee. Turns out that I forgot that coffee at Macs is stronger than what I'm used to. Right now, my hands and legs are shaking. I didn't even finish the cup.

On the bright side, I've finished my electrolysis notes! And plowed through half of the topic's TYS. (Only to realise that I have more worksheets to do) I plan to finish the whole thing tonight since the coffee's going to keep me up for a while. Sadly, I can't say the same for maths. I was about ready to tear the whole question paper apart this morining. Yup, woes, woes.