omg.
i spent ysd reading A Midsummer Night's Dream, slog like hell also not of any use. sigh. i screwed my Literature CA. kill me somebody. what is wrong with me. i understand the damn plot but the questions they gave, were so unpredictable. How has shakespeare create humour in this scene? To what extent is this scene one of the highlights in A Midsummer Night's Dream? refer to other parts of the play.
i feel damn frustrated and i can't focus on doing my english compre. ugh.
also, i met sylvia after school for a 2.4 km run. i don't remember myself sprinting or increasing pace, simply leisure running. oh and to make things worse, my timing was 13.50. i'll probably start running everyday (ONLY IF MY DAD ALLOWS) he's being damn stubborn here. he says it's too hot to run after school. i know people will say he's just being concerned for me, but i'm just staying back for an hour after school to run and improve my stamina. ugh.
sometimes the more you come to know a person, the more you feel lost when you're trying to understand him/her. just like you think you know me, but you simply don't understand me at all. and lately, i feel that i'm starting to not know my friends. i don't seem to be of any help to them and they don't even approach me for help nowadays even if they need. i hate to feel this way.
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