Breathing & counting from one to ten, and being disappointed.

Breathe.
 

You just know that things aren't getting better for you when your old ailments are getting to you, like again.

Anywayz, the screwed Midyears are going to be over.
Midyears have only made me feel like eating more (not complaining here), somehow destroyed my money management and majorly screwed up my body clock.

It's times like these that makes me wonder: why isn't the June hols here yet?!
Damnit.

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I always think that things are moving too quickly. Too quickly for me, at least.
Why can't things just go a little bit slower?

Maybe. Maybe it's just me that's feeling this way.
 

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I'm disappointed. Can't you tell?

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uh. I should be sleeping now.
Tillagain/ Till life is more interesting again.