July 05, 2006 My teacher is crap. He kept the class awake for 4 whole hours. And this is a law class.
He's really entertaining. I came to class really sad. And by time the first hour ended, I was staring at him still very moodless. By the second hour, I was smiling and then later on laughing at his lame jokes. Nobody can escape his jokes. I wish I have him teaching everyday. But after his class ends, everything floods back. When you're alone, it's so damn tough to fight back tears.
Very soon I'd be all alone. My sis will be studying abroad. My parents would be at work. I'd wake up to an empty house almost everyday. Car, condo, credit, cash. Whatever else, I don't need them at all. What for what for what for? I'm not going to bring any along with me when I die.
I don't want to know anything more.
I can't stand it any longer. I'm just about to cross the line between sanity and insanity. It feels so hard to breathe now. It happens everytime, everyday. Just that the magnitude's sometimes not as bad. Right now all I need is chilli to kill myself.