sorry. BINGXI got me a PIGGY BANK! not a pencil case! and thank you CHLOE PARK INYOUNG for making the OVERSEAS call to wish me!! haha! thank you yeboah! hurry come back! thank you MICH! you were the last to wish me!!
so on monday.. i played in the greatest comeback of my life! niceeeeee
i cant wait for the holidays to end. i dont really like holidays. cause its so mundane with nothing to do. wake up late. breakfast. rot. lunch. rot. do work. rot. dinner. rot. attempt to do more work. rot. very very boring.
i attempted my extended essay. FINALLY!! i should've started many many months ago!! so yeah. i plan to have at least 700 words by tonight. and 4000 words by sunday!! :D :D my topic is "to what extent does social influence have on suicidal teenagers" and its kinda depressing reading about people killing themselves and all. even more depressing reading about people who try to kill themselves but fail and then end up disabled or with brain damage.
"One eighty-three-year-old woman obtained an insufficient number of pills and lost consciousness but did not die; her daughter ended up smothering her with a plastic bag"
very very tragic
i kinda miss OBS. cause at obs, you're with you friends, and its a new adventure. and all you really really think about is how tired you are, whens the next break, whens the next activity, whens lunch or dinner, how gross you feel, whens your next shower. you dont really think about anything outside obs for 4 days. and its liberating cause you feel more carefree. its like the only things that actually trouble you is the mosquitoes and the hiking and the lack of food. i miss obs. or to be more exact, i miss not having to think about all of this
the pass few days have been kinda strange. cause suddenly it seems like you're a totally different person. and it's like, i dont know which ones the real you. i want to be nice back, but the thing is, i dont want to regret it. i dont wanna be played. is this some game to you? who's the real you?
I'm sure I've seen this look before
Done a thousand times and a million more
How many lies did you tell this time?
How many times did you cross the line?
It won't help me but I have to ask
Is there something real that's behind the mask?
Something true we don't know about?
A little faith in amongst the doubt in the time that you took to read this post, roughly about 4 people have committed suicide somewhere in the world. scary isn't it
