Swinging.
Finally, our examinations passed. Hopefully, my so-called hard work pays off with pleasing results. I don't have high expectations actually. What I get is what I'll live with. I can deal. Sometimes, I'm different. I'm still feeling that want to study. I find myself thinking 'what the heck are you doing, blogging, when you should be studying?' but then I realize that there's no reason to be studying. It's not relieving. It feels wrong, in a way. I don't know why and I want to know why.
Inter-class today. I had to support my classmates playing, and so I did. The girls played really well but were turned-off by a class of agressive players. I'm not exactly sure how well or how badly the guys played basketball but I know they're 'experienced'. When we were about to leave school, I was feeling nauseous. Maybe it was because of all the moving around? So I ran to the washroom, stole some attention.
Yeah so I threw up, and no, I am not suffering from diarrhea. I'm still feeling slightly nauseous. Perhaps slightly disgusted, too. It had been quite some time since I last threw up.
I'm feeling rather depressed. Maybe it's PMS. Maybe it's not. Maybe it's this issue, maybe it's not. I hope it's not.
So now I'm blasting music into my eardrums, which I doubt will leave my hearing as good as it was. Not that it was good to begin with. Sad songs aren't helping me but I can't seem to stop listening to them.
School's ending soon..
This kills.

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