high costing lemons.

when life throws lemons at you, make lemonade out of it.

wow.

after 4 months of pure PURE hatred, i guess its all worth it.

it sums up quite a bit.

my journey with cheese is coming to a screeching halt, and this is to unexpected dismay.

i cant believe im saying this, but i think i might regret the choice to let this go, but den again i have my reasons and they are self validated.

all you have to do is sit at the table closest to the door and waalah. u have my point and see things from another perspective.

im lying, just a little.

its not just a white lie, its a rather black one if colours are to be believed.

in any case, i've really enjoyed and learnt many things from different perspectives in these couple of months.

body language, positive words and art lessons are something that i can only get stronger with, with time.

u will never learn of this but in some ways, i appreciate things and everything you have done from me, from the little wrongly timed pep talks to the abundance of food thats always available after work.

thank you.

splits.

sigh

im tired.

split shifts.

without breaks.

i suddenly think that my body is breaking. 

slowly but surely

i totally understand the whole deal with getting on with years.

i really do.

and im starting to question my choice.s

dawn.

its all coming to light now.

im not book smart.

i need to finally raise my hands n admit this fact.

couple this with a rather whirlwind week n there you go. 

the reason im here.

so yeah. i guess it was all written in stone.

i SHOULD be feeling a little glad about the results because afterall, for once in my life, i actually have a DAMN A since my PSLE.

but den again.

its a little disappointing considering how its just an A n nothing more than that.

i studied the right stuff, wrote my usual self, n there we go. 

nothing good.

ok numbers. surprising but i did fine there.

but everything else is a pain in my ass.

exams arent my forte n will forever be my arch nemesis.

now i realize why pple say that its hard to date someone in the same class as u.

brings about unwanted pressure and the sucky feeling.

i don wanna talk about this

period.