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*Rachel
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i’m a big idiot.
Friday, 26 June 2009

yeah. haha. although i seem pretty much almost perpetually cool-tempered, i can get pretty bad mood swings. and i don’t think a lot of people know that because my mood swings so fast that usually no one can catch it. bad moods go as fast as they come, i’ve never been one to hold on to bad moods and lug them around. i find it tiring.

and often, which can be witnessed right here, i’ll start and sometimes publish these weird, sad, angry posts written under the influence of a sore mood and when i come back to it later, all refreshed and rid of that bad mood, i’m like “who on earth wrote that?” or “what on earth am i on about?!” that sorta thing. hah

then i start feeling ridiculous and writing these ‘cover-up’ posts explaining how much an idiot i was on the last.

hah, a weird cycle.

anyway, today was a queer day.

woke up to bad news: the King of Pop passed away.

wow. shocked me really. was never really a fan of Michael Jackson but all i know is that he’s a legend and will be remembered forever. R.I.P MJ.

then i did maths and did maths and did maths.

summmsucks

SUMMATION SERIOUSLY SUCKS LIKE SMELLY SOCKS. and if Recurrence Relations is tested next week i am going to eat my hat. i absolutely do not understand that topic. halp.

then the brothers decided to go absolutely retarded and drive me up the wall so that i couldn’t do maths anymore and now i gotta mug in the night.

yeah, thats sorta my day in a few words, uh, sentences. really plain day actually.

messydesk

yup, i have an extremely messy messy desk. losing everything in that pile of junk stuff

oh and watched BTTF – Back To The Future yesterday, again. epic movie and  thanks to it, it gave rise to these hotties,

 mcflyinglove

<3 and their awesome music, which never fails to cheer me up.

hmmm should start the maths.

toodles.