what's there to hate?

There are certain reasons why I would feel lost.

Number 1)

I really am lost.

Number 2)

I'm in a crowded place and my brain goes blank.

Number 3)

I do something stupid and I don't know how to get out of it.

So, in view of my entire study plan, what have I achieved? Nothing. I don't need anyone to tell me, I am very disappointed with myself for being an asscrack and not putting in the effort I should be putting in. Its like a constant struggle in my mind between my books and my bed. Ultimately, its usually the latter. Currently, I am PRETTY LOST.

(yes, i know i'm lecturing myself on my blog and that's extremely gay but absolutely necessary)

So henceforth, if I don't pull up my socks and study hard, may I burn in the fiery pits of hell and have rotting toes. And, I would have to studying nonstop for the next 10 years to redeem myself. Oh, and, no more ICC. at least for now ):

But putting studies aside, my walk with The Man is also not very healthy.

"it seems to easy to call you saviour;"

love,

deborah