Went Amk's Library w Sis this evening to do my last lap of revision for the POM paper tmr.
Sad to say, I was so distracted I didnt think the 2hrs there was well-spent, at all.
I'd written 70% of the notes I ought to, and only 50% of those went into my head since I started telling myself a month ago that it was time to start.
I seriously HATE POM.
The whole aftn Sis and I were still laughing at silly jokes, out loud.
Evening came and suddenly it turned into a highly-irritable 2nd half of the day for me.
No. 1:
I was suddenly reminded abt this frd of Sam's who passed remarks abt me.
Does she know how on earth Beng was thinking abt me, and me abt him?
No she didnt.
Then why am I stupid when she hadnt even gotten her facts right?
Just based on those minimum info passed to her through Sam?
Then abt her, I didnt even say one negative word abt her being another stupid woman who's old enough to think, yet readily ......... so on.
Seriously, I have no intention of making personal attacks.
Since the very start I only had good things to say abt her.
But I just felt indignant of being called stupid on no good grounds.
No. 2:
A fact that my bf does not protect me from negative opinions of outsiders, makes me feel really hurt.
Many times, whether or not Im in the wrong, I get exposed to whatever shit in his frds' eyes.
I DO NOT GET A CHANCE TO EXPLAIN FOR MYSELF BCUZ THOSE FRDS ARE HIS.
Sometimes I start to wonder that honesty isnt one good trait in a r/s.
Im truthful almost all the time.
But I dont get praised for it.
I only got run down.
So the new-found rule is that, as long you dont get caught, carry on.
Search me, what is right anymore?
No. 3:
Sis doesnt approve of what Im doing.
That's not the main point.
What's been suffocating me, is the fact that I myself feel terribly incorrect.
I've always emphasized on my principles and that's what has been making me.
Now that I've twisted it, everything seems to have gone wrong.
Everything.
14 more hrs to POM paper.
Still, I cannot digest anything.
Very weary.
No more nice pics.
No more entertaining contents.
I do not know what to blog, and what not to, anymore.
P/s: Sam just wished me a goodnight. For such a long time he hadnt. Should I still be ranting abt our r/s here? Feel so sorry for myself.