3 weeks being in the skul, is very tiring and stressing for meh.. i haf loaded homework.. can't spare time for leisure even..
Mr.Clancy was telling to take part in the after school activities like ermmm volleyball.. cuz these activities mite help meh when i go for the college...
i haf math mock tomorrow.. still cramming for it.... i am trying to understand the conceptual core of it.. and still in progress...

What do i expect of and from myself? What do i want myself to be? What do i want to become? what chosen career do i want for mi life? these are the questions
that have been in my mind for these days..

is that true that stress can affect ur memory unknowingly? according to Ms.Sheperd, if we haf so many stress, or if our stress level is high, we dun relli
tend to remember things like before... in a sense that we dun haf a good memory at all.. thats so true to meh that when i was young, i seem to be so good, that's the
word i can think of describing myself for being academically better.As i grow older, i am having stress and even though i get or cope with the lessons in the
class, i mostly screw up on the test.. can't deny the fact ..

i have got three more special tests to take for.... like TOEFL and both SATs...

I am back to school... i am tryin to occupy miself with sckul work...

i am all over you.... it doesn't mean i hate you or u've ruined my life.. i 've had enough dramas of my life...

i 'm jus over 'em...

dun think these are my pre-new-year resolutions...

i am jus trying to focus my self... building my self-esteem .... trying hard to accept who i am....

Currently Reading Hidden Talents By Erica James see related

i closed mi eyes. i dun feel i deserve such a look of kindess. Sitting on mi bed i feel horribly unworthy and strangely isolated, as though i am being punished for loving him.... the happiness that had filled meh onli a short time had gone untill we name the day,... and i feel empty for now...

Still with mi eyes shut, i considered how the affair was generally acknowledged to be a roller-coaster ride of out-of-control emotions. i had never put miself thru' the he-loves-moi-he-loves-meh-not-game. Nor, until recently had i spent hours waiting for the phone to ring, wasted time wondering where he was, and what he was doing. Grounded in mi own sense of who i am, and the fulfilling life i lead.i have been perfectly content wif everything. i had told that i will not be a demanding and possessive lover. i had never harboured the hope that things would turn out upside down.

last nite was the last ph call that i've made. we had agreed to give a break to each other where we cud focus ourselves.....to be oneselves again....

we dun know how long the break is gonna be.. i am waiting.... and waiting ....and waiting,.... for ur call again.........