crash.

My God! Why am I, you-know, get so irritated so easily nowadays? Is it my fault? But I don't think that it is my fault at all. There are so many buggers in my life, surrounding me wherever I go, makes me feel like a complete idiot. I wonder why do all these kinda stupid things is happening unto me.

Look! This freaking occasion is still a month away from now. I don’t see any hurry in asking me to ask people NOW whether they’re coming or staying over or not. I am already in my half-conscious state of mind to juggle both my projects and the choking-up-my-nose modules cuz I don’t even understand a single thing that I am studying now.
The biggest problem I am facing now is I spent 7months doing my effing PP, and yet that _____ is still not satisfied with me and kept probing me to re-work. Okay fine I redo. But what the fuck? What you are asking me to re-do is what you had re-edited for me okayyy! Sheesh. Are you a certified PP advisor in the first place? Aite, I don’t wanna quarrel with a person who is only left with half of her life struggling to live in this world. IMBA.

YOU YOU YOU; I've told you already. You know that I am struggling hard with my schoolwork, why do you still wanna ask me questions that I do not wanna entertain now? COME ON! CHALET IS STILL 3WEEKS AWAY FROM NOW AITE. It’s still so effing far away ok! How many days left, you go countdown yourself. I don’t wanna waste my time to bother all these kinda ridiculous matter when I find that my studies top my priority chart now. From this moment I understand that why QUESTIONAIRES make me wanna slam them off to hell. Conclusion: Stop asking me questions. Im hoping mad. Full stop.

Im so so depressed. Reprimand me for being selfish, effing _____ or whatever. This is a form of encouragement to tell you not to anger me as and when you like. Most of all, stop bombarding me with questions ok?