u know.. i never tot i wld whine like a helpless baby or a spoilt brat or a hormonal teenager. well, i'm either!!!.. i'm juz miserable. n to downgrade myself to whine like this.. its totally embarassing. i wanna cry.. i really really do. i need a shoulder to cry on. nothing seem to be gg right. everythng!!!..

benji is annoying. he bites my stuff. scrathches this and tt. but he is so innocent. he juz wants attention. i speak to him a lil. and he is so attentive with his big round expressive eyes. i juz feel like changing my mind abt bloggin and hide under the blankets with benji.

daniel is so inconsiderate. i have no wher to do my work ever since i got tt HUGE printer. its way taking up too much space.. so i pleaded with daniel.. he wasted my time.. i pleaded and he refused to let me take his table. not tt he uses it anyway. he excuse was whre m i gonna put my stuff. damn it. juz put it in ur room la. oh well. i shall juz squeeze.

i'm sick. emotionally AND physically. i need some real tender loving care. i feel like a total lost sheep...
tmr is my presentation... and as usual... i dunno whre we stand. sometimes i dun even know if my grp bothers. tt little grp seem to bother.. yet it is not enough. it hurts. hurts damn bad. esp when i am all alone at 11pm struggling to do the slides. i left two more parts but i got no energy left. i am waiting for shan to come online so i can ask her to take over aft work. its seems unfair. but who ever was fair to me???

another thing tt pissed me off is the inefficiency of the grp. we discuss sloppily. (the first meeting) n tt's abt it. n finally when we meet up (the last meeting) we realise what we have done is redundant. which brings me back to the point. all my work. all my time is all wasted. it isnt fair that i spend so much time on my part juz to find out tt it is redundant. i wanna scream. yea.. i know . its nobody's fault in particular. but when u r at ur brim... fighting against time.. and others take it so easily.. u juz .. u juz wanna disappear frm the face of the earth!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

tmr is the damn presentation. as usual we gonna screw up. we have no breaks tmr. and nobody has seen the final presentaion. oh hell y do i even ues the word final??? nobody has even seen the PRESENTATION.
i hate my farking situation. n benji is stepping all over my books. putting his two front paw up my table n looking ard for stuff the destroy...

no matter hw hard i try to keep my optimism UP, its always in vain.......