dashing dashing dashing dashing dashed.

she's troubled. she's troubled too. everyone is troubled. regardless of the grades they get. what a big joke. haha. feel so helpless. just waiting for that one call which some already have gotten and i fear not getting. if i dont i'll be disappointed. deep down i really detest some people. some things they do make me so so so annoyed.

so annoyed.

i dread every saturday. every single freaking saturday. when will july come?

i hate so many things. i have so many complaints. i have so much unhappiness. u will hate me if you know how i really feel. u are so gonna hate me.