I feel

Used.
Tired.
Angry.
Confused.

Apprehensive? Sometimes you want something so bad and you wish there was nothing in the world that would stop you from getting that something or someone but then life gets in the way.

Sometimes you have to question. Is it a good thing that life gets in the way? Or is it life's way of being poop.

No matter what, if your the kind of person that won't rest till you get it your way - even life can't stop you.

Then you end up with a million questions.

Frankly, I just need to clean my room.
I may have developed OCD overnight ...well I'm blaming it on going to a girl's grammar school.
Have a good week everybody.

Bitterness

Becoming a rockstar is easier than getting into medical university.

And what's worse? Getting work experience in a GP's surgery is as impossible as trying to slam a revolving door!

Life's not good. I am a bitter person. A sour bitter person.

Equal Oppurtunity is nothing but a load of absolute nonsense.
This world is a lost cause.
I need some work experience with a GP and If I haven't got any arranged by the end of term I will resort to knocking on every surgery in Chelmsford begging for some! How passionate about something can you get and yet......

Cricket Matches and End of Exams

Woo It rained today! Not just pissy raindrops that can't seem to decide whether they want to be plummeting towards the ground but big fat round ones! Having just walked out of the hairdressers with a new haircut all straightened and finished immaculately well by the graduate stylist, I was NOT impressed!

But while sheltering at the bus stop for dad to pick me up I got snapping. Sorry about bad pic quality!


And this one was taken in the car.


Hopefully tomorrow will be a sunny day!

Weather matters aside; Exams are finally over! Wooooo! RAVERAVERAVE!

And loving the Twenty20 Cricket season too! India deserved to be beaten by England. Oh yeah they needed that extra kick up their backside. Newsflash

Dhoni Apologises To The Nation!

Welllll......

....We don't need your apologies!

Scones and Statistics

I made some scones on Friday. They were quite nice except for the fact that they were ment to be circular and ended up being square.



I hate statistics. It is not even interesting or fun or challenging. It is just plain boring. And after nearly a month of continuous exams I think my brain is going to give up.

I need some fun. Fun. The no-strings-attached-kind-of Fun.
June the 15th Baby. Counting down the days to absolute freedom.
x

The moment of truth

He caught her neck and tightened his grip, whispering "Your Mine...".

Laughter.

She was scared for her freedom. Why she asked herself. Why me. She promised herself that if she was ever in a relationship like this she'd end it all. But she couldn't do to it him. Not after what she did before. Looking into his demanding bloodshot eyes, she bit her lip, desperately trying to picture a more sober loving him. Even if it was all a lie. It was better than this.

If only she didn't go hunting for the truth. She would have been happier. She wouldn't be in this mess. If you could call it a mess.

Advancing towards her, she noticed his eyes change - they became softer. Bigger. Like an innocent afraid kitten. "Please don't go. I'm sorry. I love you," he begged.

Yeah right. If he loved her he would give it all up for her. Just like how she gave it all up for him. She didn't want this. She wanted a normal relationship. Just like everyone else. Boy loves Girl and Girl loves Boy.

Not in a million years.

He pulled her closer to him. She felt his breath on her lips and the wetness of her tears down her cheeks. Big fat teardrops. This was it. Now or never she thought. You or me. And after all of this - it will be you and with that she brought the knife to his heart. Hard enough for him to tighten his grip on her - this time in fear. She watched him hit the ground.

I love you

He could feel the icy cold water hit him. The underwater currents tossing and throwing him around this abyss he found himself in. If only she'd reach out and hold his hand and not be afraid of falling into it with him.

But then again..He promised her the world.. Restricted her from the same things that were his pleasures in life.

And now she has nothing... but herself while he's off on a mission to save the world... so why should she care to save him... when he tried to drown her first...?

What goes around comes around..
..Babe.

Get some sleep

Hmpf Why does life have to be so gay sometimes :( - Not that I have anything against gayness or homosexuality or gay people in general. Speaking of which; You know when people say oh yes there are some pretty crazy books in the library and you think to yourself.. No way what do YOU use the library for? Well it so happened that Rosh and me sat near an aisle that was filled with educational literature about lesbianism and cross dressing. Oh dear Oh dear.

I seem to have developed this new nack for - ; - yes those symbolly things. I don't even know what they're called. :S this is bad. My general studies examiner is going to think I have no basic punctuation. Sad times.

1:45 and no sleep. Yes horlicks has been drunk. I need to sleep. I need to be at the library by 8 doing hardcore revision. Why can't I fall asleep?

At times like these it's so hard to find faith and hope. Ref to Sunday's sermon - Like that hopefull person. "Hopefully I will get the grades" ... "Hopefully my future will be okay" ..."Hopefully I will understand what is going on in my life?!"