what a stark contrast as i read my past entries. what's in the name called love? somewhat the daily meetings and random chats have a drowsy effect on this relationship. i get carried away in the thoughts he shares with me. crap! at this moment i should be studying. his enthusiasm of his new found subject is rubbing off me. darn it i should be buried in my books. i'm not blaming you if you realise. i'd just wished you didn't go on too much bout it when it's exams at stake. you're tad bit too sensitive i realised. i don't like you shouting at me! or at least raising your voice at me. grouchy sleepy man. couldn't you just admit that yes you got too carried away with ya incessant compulsive geog mode, you've got me having this grudging reluctance in what i'm doing. i've gotta churn out my mind maps, and lend them to you. i'm so screwed for my other chem. i don't get it as you get it so easily. (relatively that is)

enough said. i wish you can understand how i feel right now. and not raise ya volume. probably you wouldnt understand the immense burden of pulling my grades up to meet the requirement set by my "benefactor". you're in the safe zone unless you get any lower than ya current score this sem. not blaming ya if you could see it in a better light that i'm stressed and possibly need ya comforting encouragement. my whining you think i'm blaming ya. i'm whining do you get it. alright probably you don't. i'll bear this on my own. period. - footsteps of the Lord while i'm in His arms.

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