sorry's not good enough,


I DID A GOOD DEED TODAY.

i helped a little girl carry her family's ultra long bamboo pole all the way up to the ninth floor! she climbed up with me. and, OHMYGOSH, she has to wait till we are on our second break at the sixth floor to tell me she's asthmatic. so scary can? thank goodness she didn't have an attack on her way up. i will die, i tell you.

anyway, she's really a sweet little thing. and it breaks my heart to learn that her family can't afford an inhaler. :(

and i actually worry over the fact i can't afford a camera. and a new phone (BECAUSE MY PHONE SCREEN HAS TWO CRACKS, AND IT'S NOBODY'S FAULT THIS TIME, DAMNIT!). so, yeah, as cliche as it might seem, we should just count our blessings and move on. and something like that.

anyway, i think the new batch is full of bloodyhardcoremuggers. i am sorry, but that is the whole truth, the absolute truth and nothing but the truth. and to those who complained about mugging and still go to the library and mug, i have one thing to say - you guys are seriously weird. or in denial. or something.

sweeties, trust me. this is just the beginning. if you think partial fractions is like the worst thing that can happen to you or the most difficult thing in the whole entire world, you obviously haven't seen anything yet. HA.

our seniors probably thought the same thing.

ANYWAY, I AM SO TIRED. i hope i fall sick soon so that i can sleep. come on, whatever bacteria and viruses that is out there, COME ON AND ATTACK ME. i will make sure my immune system lose the war!


why are we breaking up?