its one of those times again when i feel like the whole world is against me.

this time is just BSTATS and MIEC...

why the fuck must i learn statistics, esp probability.

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of all things, why must production & cost be written in gibberish.
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i'm drained.

ironic isnt it, since today's only monday.

i feel so tight, like a cord's being coiled and pulled to stop me from breathing.

i dont usually have the habit of EMO-ing myself, but right now, i think its all i have to receive some TLC for myself.

its like, i dont even have time now to hang out at orchard to catch a harmless movie, much less hang out with the clique.

i'm desperate for a vacation.

fuck probability & production and cost.

chee bye. >=/

the late nights, the tired droopy eyes, the endless pile of tutorials and projects.

i'm turning into a monster