my favorite parker pen that i use to write with.. apparently its the only one in super duper good writing conditions.
these few days have been trashingly terrible because of some personal problems. was vv emo-ed and very hurt plus depressed.
thanks for those that stood by me.
i jus wish i need not go thru so much pressure and pain in something that i thought should be alright all along. how musch efforts can u put into something u really treasure. i dunno..
but i guess this short few months, job interviews, ending of final sem, some quarrels and unhappiness, some known facts that i hate to know... yada yada have grown me a lot.
i guess this unhappiness might have caused me to have only 2 meals at most a day, crazy headaches and me losing signs of what i am being... i walked ard campus aimlessly, wish to be left alone, and zoomed in and out od classes like a worn out 90 years old zombie.
i might have choose to hide it, i might have appeared vv strong, but i am weeping hard inside. i dunno why. but this time round, appearing composed, i am really hurt super deeply, drilled right down to the bottom.
maybe till this the extent i cant rmb when did i last saw my pen or where i placed it.
my favorite parker pen that i use to write with.. apparently its the only one in super duper good writing conditions.
these few days have been trashingly terrible because of some personal problems. was vv emo-ed and very hurt plus depressed.
thanks for those that stood by me.
i jus wish i need not go thru so much pressure and pain in something that i thought should be alright all along. how musch efforts can u put into something u really treasure. i dunno..
but i guess this short few months, job interviews, ending of final sem, some quarrels and unhappiness, some known facts that i hate to know... yada yada have grown me a lot.
i guess this unhappiness might have caused me to have only 2 meals at most a day, crazy headaches and me losing signs of what i am being... i walked ard campus aimlessly, wish to be left alone, and zoomed in and out od classes like a worn out 90 years old zombie.
i might have choose to hide it, i might have appeared vv strong, but i am weeping hard inside. i dunno why. but this time round, appearing composed, i am really hurt super deeply, drilled right down to the bottom.
maybe till this the extent i cant rmb when did i last saw my pen or where i placed it.
Pamela a simple 'yet not really so' girl
21 going 22
NTU(accountancy)graduate brand new in the the working world
loves being loved
loads of nonsense full of craps
aims to achieve the best
wanna achieve all her dreams big and little
