today, i woke up and went down to cityhall to meet liming for icecream! haha. pre-lastpaperFORHER-celebration. yumyum. cabbed down to school for e8 after that. e8 was blah. did prose and drama. wrote more than usual. but it's like i dont even know what to say about it. i dont think i'll EVER, in my entire life, come out of a lit exam/test/whatever going, yeah i aced that or like ooh that was pretty good. anyway i can't help this but I REALLY HATE LIT. i hate the subject, i hate the people taking the paper, i hate the teachers. i just hate hate hate the whole damn thing. argh. i hate the talk about it. i mean i love reading and appreciating stuff on my own but i absolutely hate the 'intellectual snobbery' that lit students give off. urgh. =x

i'm really in this like quarterlife crisis. i'm irritating myself. and i feel like i can't be happy.