Here I am, playing with those memories again.

My heart it's not mending.

Reached home at 530 today. Got home, immediately took off my shoes, got onto the sofa, and slept. Slept till 7. Amazing, isn't it. Didn't wake up till I was called for dinner. And now, I'm still sleepy. School tires me tremendously ad mist other things too, and I can't believe it's only week 7. ):

Have been waking up with really bad headaches the past few days, the kind where suddenly I cannot hear anything and the room starts to spin. The cannot hear anything is kinda scary, but haha, whatever. Woke up with a splitting headache this morning, but still had to drag myself to school. Cause at this point in time, I can't imagine myself missing school for even a day, I don't know how far behind I'll be if I do. Every night I think of how I want to skip school the next day, but still finding myself having to drag myself out of bed to school. Dread, that's the word.

And mummy's been nagging me about getting tuition. It's not that I don't want, it's that.... I just really have no time. And she can't seem to understand that. She thinks I'm being stubborn and I'm being really immature, but I can't even finish my tutorials, every week 3 hours of tuition, don't you think I'll just do worse in school and everything? Sigh. I've grown up, I think I know what I need now.

My blog is getting emo again, I abhor that fact. Sigh. 

And yes my love language changed, but it doesn't mean I love you any less. And you holding onto the things I used to do, makes you blind to the things I do now, and it makes me feel pretty much unappreciated. 

Splitting headache, tired, I wanna sleep. But before that, I need to do my Chem tutorial. Sigh. Chemistry, love it man. Sense the sarcasm please. Toodles!