Wednesday, March 30, 2011 @ 7:04 AM
不要听见你真的说出口;再给我一点温柔
Life, as it is, sucks.
Compts are next week! O: In which awesome thought-to-be-inspiring-comments like 'Oh the girls look more united and relax, cause they have no pressure to win anything!' and 'Ignoring Vic JC girls, all the other girls' standards are all around there.' were given.
And omy I didn't know a pregnant goldfish was called a twit. There's plenty of them around though! Like how male ego/pride makes them ignorant little stubborn brats that doesn't know what they're doing to themselves is stupid. You know, if you're sick and injured there's such a thing call 'rest' so that you'll get better and no, there's no such thing as I train until I'm too tired to be sick and hence I'm not sick.
And I thought it was commen sense to not stay in somewhere windy when you're feverish, commen sense to eat medicine and go clock out for like 8 to 10hrs and wake up later feeling much better when you're sick, common sense to not drink cold stuff. But! Ah wells. Maybe it wasn't so much of commen sense after all.
No I'm not bashing them or something, it's good to see the passion flaring through but as a fellow CCAmate I feel kinda exasperated. Like OMG WHAT THE HECK ARE THEY DOING! When they should be tied up and forced to rest.
D: Argh. My taolu is awesomely ... BLAH... And my finger right now looks really gross. Like how the blister bursted and the skin went off and not it's excreting some weird fluid. And add that to the 黄药水 I applied, it looks like molting skin. Ewww.