im sad.
crying- sad.

im tired. burnout.
from tryin too hard in Obs& gynae.
it shldnt be this hard.

i really try.

and i do so, cos IM THE OBSTE-fuckin-TRICIAN in this course.
i chose it.
I WILL BE IT.

why is it istudy all the time, yet i cant get any qns right.
and theres a bastard who repeats MY answers in a chim-er way and gets complimented?
WTF is with that?!
its fucking annoying.
and i wish ppl just disappear from frankston.

im very tired.
and im crying cos i dont know anyother way to deal with it.
wel, smoking. but thats different. im alr ON that. so yes.
i cry.
to somehow, hope that the pain will be dripped away in each pearl of teardrop
and i wont feel it anymore.
and to somehow, hope that the weariness will eventually wear out with my effortless weeping.
and i wont need to cry anymore.
and in every absurd way,
i wished the sunlight in franga, didnt wake me up this morning.

thers just no other way.