Fried.

1. I survived with ten test tubes today for mock SPA exam, when everyone else used fifteen.
2. Someone tried to help me carry test tube boxes and somehow made me drop mine.
3. Someone squirted water at my face the day before.
4. The someone in the past two sentences is the same person.
5. I am pretending not to forgive this person even though I've been increasingly bullied by her.

Haha.

Friday blues again.
I feel very useless.

In the past, I got used to walking in parallel directions with One. We would walk on and on, never meeting at a particular point. Yet, I was contented merely because we could keep going forward without losing sight of each other... Or rather, at least I knew deep inside that the route would be less tiring because I could catch a glimpse whenever I wanted to.

Now, I find my back facing Two's. Left and right, a separation which splits us up. In order to find you, I would have to walk around the entire globe, just to see your face again. I don't know if I should do that.

But then, it's just me thinking too much.
So... I shall stop behaving like a complete idiot.

Yes.

Argh well. Too used to being one.