Little college stuff

So much to write about.

What happened yesterday? Sudden realization that I might be dumb, but when I'm focusing, I can be precise as no one could believe. Yesterday morning we woke up early as fuck for a replacement chem class, damn, that midnight I had gastric. More like I'm having gastric three days consecutively. Jaclyn told us to form groups of three earlier, stomata told chin to join. I DON'T GET WHY. Sorry, not sorry. He's the worst lab mate ever. I have nothing to say as it was too late to stop her, he's in. The experiment failed like fuck. The first time, chin did the titration, then when he should stop the flow from the burette, he turned the wrong side, ended up the solution flows out faster. SORRY NOT SORRY, ABSOLUTE IDIOT.

Then I did the titration, I was actually fucking nervous but I think I had the most accurate result. Stomata did the third, our results was close but not too close. The last titration, I was about to do it. And they suggested chin do it. Yeah yeah practice makes perfect blahblah. Know what my mind has? "I DON'T TRUST YOU, MAN, BUT I HAVE NO DAMN CHOICE" And as expected, he screwed it up again adding excess. Very fucking thanks. I really should thank him for telling me I can focus very well on experiments. And because of him, I concentrate so much more just to rescue him before he did anything stupid again.

After the experiment, I met Tj, thrice. Lol. Just because we went to the library for aircon, then to the caf for food. Then after stupid mpu class, he came to me just because we were bored. It feels weird. I'm having concerns, because one does not simply skip class to just meet a little friend. I'm not gonna feel bad.

Ahh that day me, shell, stomata, and three march intake girls went to mcd together. Gah it was great. Actually love them. One's mistaken Dan, fucking pretty like a model. Then Nana, our moody sarawak friend, and CY. They're actually really really fun to chat with. Dan's always with trolling expressions, CY has the English flow that I envy, while Nana's relaxing to be with. Gah. Getting along with new people in life makes the day awesome.

I think I typed so much about yesterday I forgot what I'm supposed to write for today's stuff.

Oh oh I remember. It's pure math. Bio was great, cuz I love this chapter. Ever heard the word Apoptosis? I still think it's a cool word after so long. Dorcas asked fish and he was too far away for me to help. Then she asked stomata, I can't believe stomata doesn't trust my answer! *Whispers "programmed cell death"*
Stomata: "I don't know". Whyyyy. Why.

After bio, we went to the library to chill a little, do homework etc. Pure math is hard. I still think the mind has to go through hell to push through the math maturation stage. Jeesh what am I saying. Don't say I didn't do homework. I tried, and it's so many questions, I couldn't do and couldn't finish. But then, I realized I could.

I've answered a question correctly that shell couldn't. I can't believe it, cuz I always thought she's the best for whatever academics. Then june and stomata actually refered to my workings because they didn't know how to do! And I thought my math was hopeless af!!! I was wrong, I just didn't practice enough. If I did, my spm add math would've gotten an A. If I did whatever pn Tan told us to do, one by one, I will do so much better. Anyways I love our pure math teacher. Another Mr Lee, a very interesting guy. Respect the question lol.

"What's Pi, three point one, four, two? Nine? Seven? I was bluffing, I don't know lmao. "

Today's a really happy day. Except the workout part. Feeling fucking lethargic. Don't know why. But the minimum distance is a kilometer, I ran with a fucking gastric, maybe that's why. On the way cycling back. I almost died. There was the last junction to my house, and cars everywhere. Thought it was perfect to cross but I missed out one car heading towards. I braked, and lost balance. Then jumped off the bike.

Close call, no injuries, not dead, and bike was okay. I almost died.

Wood tagged me in something, which made everything definitely much better.

I think I'm living life fullest rn.
I gotta let go of the stuff that I'm supposed to.

Maybe I've been underestimating myself all my life. How could people trust me if I can't even trust myself?

One day, I'm gonna find the dream, and proudly tell whoever wants to know, cuz I can, and I'll not let myself down.