You don't know me.

Okay. I mean really, what am I supposed to do? Do they really expect us to mug after two weeks of intensive? You know, after all that tormenting hours at school for two freaking whole weeks, all I really want to do is chill. I thought I was getting into the momentum of studying and completing assignments but well, it's hardly true.

I'm going out later. To Raffles City I guess. The truth is, I don't really want to shop, but it's great to step away from the books clad tables and go out once in a while. Though it haven't been a once in a while thing. Haha. I've been going out frequently.

So what am I going to do? I may be staring at the textbooks but really, nothing is getting inside me. None of the information is registered. And how long more do I have? Nine days? Ten days?

Argh. The frustration is really building inside me. 

Flipped through geography text and came across this quote.

Trees are poems that earth writes upon the sky, we fell them down and turn them into paper that we may record our emptiness. 

Really, how pathetic are we? How pathetic are human beings?