Author: Kimberly Low

So the truth is I’ve been skipping classes. Many classes. I’m blaming it on my serotonin level as well as some viral infection (nose one).

I went for classes to find myself with 2 new deadlines to meet. Fucking ruined my day. Got to do what I got to do. Fucked up my previous paper, so I will have to put in tonnes and tonnes of effort in the next few.

Then I went to the library to return my overdue books. Fucking RM19. Very painful. Could have bought 19 pieces of chicken wings. ARGH!!! Never will I procrastinate again on returning library books. Reloaded new credits to my phone…more pain. ADOI!!!

Finally hauled my ass to gym last night. Managed to loosen up my nerves and all.

I want to thank a person for restoring sense into me. He risked losing one of his healthy organs doing that. I’m utterly grateful and forever thankful. Thank you.

I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I feel like screaming. I feel like I’ve lagged for a thousand years. I feel like smashing someone’s face through the glass door, followed by loads of kicking in the gut. I feel like stapling someone’s mouth. Would you stop talking? Would you stop wasting my time and let me wallow in my self pity? Because if I were to pay more attention to you, I would be distracted from my misery. Then when I’m reminded of it again, my pain would be stretched longer and stronger. It doesn’t get easier. Everytime it happens, you’re aware of it and you try to fight it but it doesn’t go away. That alone makes it worse. It is a jagged pill. The more you swallow, the more mutilated your inside becomes.

ok people. just in case u think im lansi coz i never reply your sms, please figure it out. MY CREDITS HAVE EXPIRED. like every impoverished student i’m delaying it as long as i can, so bear with me, OK!? email or call me, don’t be kiamsiap. MWAHS MWAHS MWAHS