Angst.

I am here after a particularly nasty pillow/bolster/blanket/whatever you can get your hands on fight with my puny midget brother. It was fun. Considering I won in strength, strategy and everything else. Life is sweet :D I did that after I couldn't absorb anything else in Chapter 3 of my Chemistry Matters. Chemistry does not matter. Who on earth will grow up, start cooking for the family and adds in some sugar, and start thinking, "What is the chemical formula for it?" Geez. But anyway I promised myself I wouldn't fail. So I won't.

I don't feel like writing at all. I don't even have that particular urge to spill my thoughts all into this post. And I promised WenQian I'd do a post on our converation today. Maybe I will. Ok I shall.

Ok I copied & pasted it here. And it was long and I have to spend quite some time to make it readable to you dear readers. So I guess I shan't. Time = precious.

Aaand I ate a lot today. And I have funny dreams now. I keep dreaming everynight. About my level camp group, music lessons etc.

I walked to music lesson in an angry mood today. I was angry at the sun. Angry at the lady blocking my way. Angry at being late. Angry at having to go for lesson. Angry at climbing stairs. Tired of being angry. Angry at being angry at the world. Angry at being tired. And so on. I made a whole list in my head and spent half of the lesson immersed in anger and heat. Boy, was it freaking hot. What's with the air-con. So I was angry somemore. But after that I guess I was ok.

Must be having something called: Teenage angst.