The story of my study table.

okay, maybe there isn’t really a story, as in erm.. story.
to summarise everything, i used to have a study table in the room that i share with my sis but it gave way to my new wardrobe and a bookshelf. cuz i didn’t really use that study table to erm.. study you see. and right now, there’s 2 single beds, 2 wardrobes, 2 bookshelves and many other stuff in my room. so.. there isn’t really anymore space to accomodate a study table. hence, daddy and mummy decided to make space for me in the dining room (which already has got a big round dining table, desktop, printer and bro’s bike) to place my new study table! is happy happy cuz i just got it today and daddy fixed it up for me already. ermm. i got it from…. GIANT for only $38.98. is cheap cheap but it doesn’t look cheap cheap. anyway, it looks like any other regular study table from v.hive (where we usually get our furnitures from), that would’ve easily cost me $200 or $300+. so.. for only $40, WHY NOT?

and,
i’m not a CHEAPO k.

and sometimes i wonder,
is it you, or is it me.
your insensitivity irks me.
funny how you’re so sensitive at times (or maybe most of the time).
i expected at least an sms of apology or maybe something close to that, but there was none of that sort.
now i know why it all became so distant.

and i’ve come to a conclusion that all of these,
it ain’t worth my time, my attention.

because time will tell.

my world was spinning last night after i hang up my call with bb.
literally spinning.
what happened?
quickly went to take a shower and went to bed.
i was still feeling the ‘earthquake’ feeling even when i was lying on my bed.
discomfort level: 10/10

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3 project presentations, 3 continuous days.
followed by a 3,500 words group report dued on saturday.

please tell me that my life is great.