The week doesn't seem to ever end.
I'm weak in my knees, and i'm not happy.
God, i really need all the strength that you can give me.
I don't know why i got myself into this shit, i see myself losing hope everyday.
Shd have known myself better.
The theory:
me is not equals to books.

ohwell, on a happy note,
i made it through this week.
do not anticipate the next and hopes that the holidays would come sooner.
wait, did i just say holidays, i meant study break.
there's no such thing as holidays.
which sadist planned the exams after the holidays??
congrats sicko, u have just created hell on earth.

now for the equation:
weekends=homework


smiling is a bad gauge on one's happiness