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This week has been horrible and it is only Wednesday. I have never been so confused in my life with numbers, I just can't seem to understand why 1 plus 1 equals 0 carry 1 and why 1 plus 1 plus 1 equals 1 carry 1... But besides these trivial matters of undigested knowledge, I find myself in bed earlier than my usual bedtime every night. Because I hate to put myself into shoes, because I hate to think beyond my projects and reports, because I hate to make myself feel like I'm one piece of emo shit. I'm exhausted from wanting to do well for common tests coming up and exhausted from meeting deadlines for almost everything and I don't know why besides the fact that I have been putting myself in hibernation mode quite recently.

Today I skipped Spanish class and I literally had no energy, the cramps were suffocating me so bad I found myself dipped in perspiration and swimming in pain. I hate counting number 10 as A, 11 as B, 12 as C because I'm mixing all my numbers with alphabets. So I don't care if alphanumeric exists. My tolerance bar is into the sky. Oh God.

We are this Kool Klux Klan in class because we always meet up to study and do nasty and nice things together which includes Burp-Boxing and all our make-up languages. I'm stoked for this Kool Klan and being in this class. It's already the end of April, and only the beginning of May. I will continue to write, I will continue to contribute...

I'm back to bed. Goodnight feeps.