Actually the title doesn't have anything to do with what I'm going to blab about today...
I hate
CHEMISTRY. Hate it. Despise it. Abhor it. It's only July and I already hate it. Jesus help me. I never thought that I'd long for Sir Pekto's(not his real name of course) hoarse and soft voice. I want to be a 2nd year student again. I want to be back in good ol' St. Augustine. I want to see Ms. Jen again. Why do things change when we don't want them to? Why do people change? Why do people leave? Why couldn't life cooperate with us? I wish life could be like the movies. A problem in the beginning, then after an hour and a half or so, everything will be
all right.
But as always, you can only complain and complain but nothing will change.