Please come back Wayne.

I wonder where does the WAYNE from w34f gone to.
Shucks!

I remembered I used to be very outspoken.
I remembered communication with the previous facilitators were awesome.
I remembered how much those facilitators dotes on me, daily grades were either A or B.
I remembered how much fun I had with my previous semester classmates.
I remembered how many praises I got from them and my facilitators.
I remembered how confident I was back then.
I remembered how much I love going school last time.
I remembered one of my facilitators encouraged me to sing in front of the class and my classmates even brought my eye-candy to the class to hear me sing.
I remembered how my mom praises me when I did well.
):

I felt like shit now.
1. Many times I felt like leaving class.
2. I don't bother voicing out my thoughts anymore.
3. ZzZzZz! Felt like sleeping during breakouts.
4. Science is never that exciting anymore.
5. I don't bother mixing with the guys in class.



alright, before i sink into deeper despondency...

the only thing which made me laugh heartily was

sorry gibson, sorry bonaventure! i was told to do so.

I admit guilty for the creation of the 'arts' above.
they looked sexy, don't they?

anyhow, at least it brought me smiles today.
thanks xavier & thanks kenneth for the concern. (:
thanks jervic didi for attempt to brighten me up. you're always the passive one. :P

alright. dreary UT tomorrow!
fuck rp.