Organic chemistry is gonna kill my scholastic ego.
Mumcee is somewhere across the Pacific? I don't even know and I am tempted not to care.
Too much oestrogen flying everywhere but there is no XY-chromosomed being worthy of it? maybe, maybe not.
- 5 classes + 1 skill lesson.
- 2 jobs.
- Anticipated year-long chemistry research.
- Community service - hospital volunteerism.
- Co-chair of school's international student organization.
and all I have done today is daydream.
fucking daydream bitch!
My cavities are sore but will be waterlogged at noon, tomorrow.
I want to cry but even my myopic eyes are dried.
I don't want to infect anyone with this undeserving sadness.
I want no sorries but solutions. Maybe I'm moving too fast.
I can't dare to slow down
Ps: sympathy's not needed. Thank you.