The words that were never meant to come out, will never come out.

And I have three things for this post!

Firstly, this week is and will be a busy week. I have somehow decided not to hand in art since last week. And all I have in front of me is a large sheet of empty A3 size paper, waiting to be doodled in with lines and perfectly perspective-like shapes. And I still don't understand why we must hand up one piece of art per week! At least make it two weeks or something! Science is killing me too. I kind of misplaced my textbooks, which means I have to make use of my contextual knowledge and fill in those blanks! And I merely finished half what was assigned to us, so, oh well. Tomorrow, there's music too. And I don't get what the worksheet says. So, I'm just going to last minute do music tomorrow. And, just hope I can finish it by then. And about the whole busy week, we have English, DnT and Chinese test this week! And I have a feeling I am going to fail two out of the three tests this week. (DnT and Chinese.)

Secondly, I feel extremely dead today. Not today, but at least the hours after 7pm. Really, not a good time to be dead. I just feel so listless and tired I just want to sleep. Yet I need to say something really! Something perhaps I am not allowed to say, yet I just want to! I have decided to go against my conscience and just do for once what I am not allowed to do. Being dead really brings your homework to nowhere. It just keeps your homework sparkling clean for minutes and hours. And, what is this feeling I am feeling now? Some combination of extremely negative feelings, I guess. Ah, the only thing now that can keep me alive is some blogging. I really am hitting on the keys very fast now to make sure all my anger is vented on the poor keys on the keyboard! Yeah, at least I feel more alive in the course of typing this post!

Thirdly, I think I am really very indecisive nowadays. Why do we always depend on fate? But, actually, sometimes we just have to depend on fate. If you spoke to me just one minute late, you'd not have realised but you will not hear the same words I would have one minute ago. Fickle-mindedness. Oh, crap. I am loosing the ability to just stick to one belief. And it's not just for one thing, but many things. I don't even know what I want now, it's really hard to know when one minute you're thinking this, and the other minute you're thinking that. And perhaps the next, you don't think it's important anymore, until the cycle repeats again and again. Not knowing when it will stop. And where it will stop.

Oh, well, so much for everything!