ok its 1252 am. i just finished writing a shit piece of chinese letter writing and i really do not enjoy this holiday. Cept for certain unspecified days (smiles a little) im fed up with studies i feel so shit i dont know how to get all the stuffs into my big brain which only contains 1 braincell that has 1.23456789 number of moles which subsumes a zillion particles that seats an unknown number of atoms.
PS/ get its mass and minus it off my weight, to get my real weight.


um.......RIGHT.
so, im left with a couple ('A COUPLE') of worksheets and i can finally rest and enjoy my holidays but then again, its Sat already so i might as well just hit myself against the wall so i could at least get a few more weeks of break in hospital. OK DAMN IT SOMETHINGS WRONG WITH ME. im growing tired now, but im still staring at your name waiting for you to start the conversation with an ardent hello. But for the past few hours,





you havent. (whaaaat the............)