i honestly feel tired.
yet when i tried to get some sleep, i can't.

gosh, i think i'm going to fail terribly for econs essay.
what was i thinking? to go into the lecture theater with my mind filled with stuff totally unrelated to elasticity of demand.
i feel lousy.
lousy friend. lousy daughter. lousy student. lousy girlfriend.
if i could turn back the time, if i knew how this would end, i should never have started. the silence. i thought by keeping quiet, i could avoid all that.
even though we know how the truth hurts, we would still want to hear it.
and when we hear it, we refuse to accept it.
funny how self-denial works.