i feel really depressed....but i really duno wat to say....i love to convert all sad things to tears instead of words....i am transfered fr the 3rd desk to 2nd desk....i duno wat to say to my seniors...i feel so bad for them....no matter wat...they are still my seniors....they deserve to sit in front....i can really see how unhappy they are....then the stupid guy reprimanded me on how bad i played my chord...he didnt scold me...but i must say his words are really hush....i really could not take it...
i seldom complain bout stress...but somehow my body is complaining bout stress....i have pimples on my shoulder and back....its so ugly.....argh.....haix....i promise my parents not to complain bout stress....i dun break promises....i hope the stress will be gone after syf....