Mnyehh.

Don't feel like doing anything.
I can't really decide if im:
a) way too stressed that i don't even care about doing anything.
b) understressed and don't have a clue what to do.
c) such a bitch that doesn't give a flying fuck about my own future?
d) on the verge of losing my grip because i can't seem to cope with hellish reality.

School's been a growing pain. (please ignore the fact that i actually skipped school today because i'm starting to give up on it.) As if it's a tumor growing somewhere inside my mind.

You wake up in the morning wondering if today would be any better than yesterday.

Keep on wondering when will your days get better, no matter how hard you try your best, life wont play along with you.

But still you walk in the school gate, and you will be practically breathing in trouble.

"Drama doesn't follow me, it rides on my back."

Well said. I don't know about you, but teachers have been so cold lately. Yes, SPM is near, i am fully aware of it. (how can i not be, i am reminded about it every second in my life no matter anywhere i go) They give you a straight face, and points out on your every single flaw. They give you tons of responsibilities, expecting that it'll turn you into perfection.

Homeworks. Please. Explain.
How can you 101% guarantee that if i actually finish all of them and i'll ace all my examination like skipping through a field of bright-pink flowers?
Classes. Please. Tell me.
How can you people fucken promise me that if i actually go to school i can score my papers like as if its ABC?

I don't know about you.
But im fuckn giving up on school.
I haven't seen the results of what they did.

Your barks are way too load compared to your bites,
Do something about it, St. George.