leave me while it hurts.

they're leaving on a jetplane.
dont knw when they'll be back again.
no,really.
they're gone.

PPLE!
if theres one book i must recommend,
(dont mind my selfcentred arseholic attitude)
it'll be
"Its called a breakup because its broken".
NO REALLY.
daddy got it for me.
and its reallyyyyyyyyyyy good
for all sortsa pple.
not just tho heartbroken (which MIGHT be relevant)
but for everyone.
by Greg Behrendt.

today's exam was horrrrrificcc.
roar!
i hate protein shit
all that codon seq crapppppp.
hahahah and BTW i didnt even finish the fuckin paper cos i REALLY cldnt even mk out some questions.
gosh*
-slaps forehead.
and im starting to be a real nerd,
from....
MONDAY onwards.
yay (:

as for tonite,
im gg PFE!!!!!!!
yay so are all the tut ppl and of cos,
josh elliot pat ken phi ETCETC
i cant waittttttttttt.
(: (PLS, not cos of youknowwho)
purely cos i want to have fun.
and HONESTLY,
after reading that self-help/totally-relevant book,
it reallyyyyyyyy makes you wanna be someone.

i dont knw how i'll go frm here.
with the awkward stares
and INTENTIONAL avoidance-when-he's-near.
its the late nites at home alone,
spent with my bestfren Tequila
and Vodka,
her bf.
(:
hahaha.
the cold days,
spent faggin in the backyard,
and tryin not to cry,
not to care.

it aint that simple when you tink abt it.
somehow that ONE book spells out the failure of us.

Staying in a r/ship
that's on life support,
isn't going to
bring it back to life.
-Greg Behrendt.

and you wonder why i bother.