eighty-seventh.

dear (k)you,

i wanna talk to you, before i hibernate, prolly for the whole week. anyway, guess what, i'll be having 5 exams this next few days. it's not really so much of a pain, if only I AM NOT SICK. well, thank God, i'm not THAT much sick, just a little (no a lot) cough and colds. But i feel really really bad. it doesn't help that this god-forsaken place we call country has freaking weather mood swings. i mean, talk about sun in the morning and downpour (take not, not rain, but downpour) in the afternoon-evening. i mean, honestly, how can people not get sick with this kind of weather? and not to mention, again, that i will be having examS. i would feel better if it were one or two, but come on? 5? and i'm sick?

talk about bad timing. well, if you think about it, i am all about bad timing. i am probably the most mediocre person, that's why nothing good ever happens to me. but i am so mediocre that OAO just opts to give me bad things. bad bad bad. can't even have a fairytale love story like the rest of the girls in the world. and that's all i really want. oh, and you. kekekeke

i'm gonna go and shut up now.