Drama Queen

Received my grades for the past sem. Got the following marks.
OC 140: 1.25
OC 104: 1.75
OC 107: 1.75
DS 126: 1.75
DS 128: 1.75
Span 2: 2.5
Total: 1.79

So close to being a college scholar but then again something went wrong. 0.04 points away to be exact. The tendency would be for me to blame whoever gave me the lowest score, but that wouldn't help. So maybe I'll rejoice for the moment and thank God for helping me the past sem.

I wasn't able to sleep well last night (or morning). My heart is beating in a way that makes me think if I had any caffeine intake that day. I cried just so my eyes would be tired enough and sleep but that proved to be of little help at all. I'd wake up every few hours or so, check my phone for any messages and get really disappointed upon seeing that nobody remembered to send me a message. Come to think of it, it's around two or three in the morning, who'd be thinking of me that time?

I lost my momentum. Note to self: Do not read your entry at the middle of writing it.

I am waiting for someone to be with me. I still haven't felt any hint that we'd be together together today. I blame my hormones for making me today's drama queen. My head hurts from lack of sleep. But I can't breathe whenever I try to get some shut eye. Damn you heart, why do you beat so fast? I didn't drink any coffee or eat chocolates that might trigger you to react that way. Keep still please. But not too still lest I die.

I want to die. I mean, if I die I guess that'd be a relief for me. But then again, thinking of all the people I'd leave behind if I do die, I change my statement - I want to live.

Make me feel special, own me even if I'm yours. Woo me every waking moment, I am very vulnerable to change, remind me I'm yours. More so, make me feel I'm yours. I don't need mere words, I can solicit those from whoever I like to hear it. Am I asking too much? If I am blame the hormones.

By the way, I found my chucks. Thank God for that. I feel prettier now.