big luxuries

dear maths,

              this is my final letter to you. i have noticed for some time.. ok for quite a long time, that things have not been working out between us. i cannot stand for this any longer, and have thus decided to call it quits between us. it can't just be a one sided attempt to bridge the gap between us. how you can just sit there doing nothing as i try to make things work is beyond my understanding. frankly, i'm quite appalled at the way you behave. you act as though there were no problems between us. well, you pushed me to the limit. i have no hope and i can see no future between us. it's over, mathematics. 

                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                    love,      

me

i need to get a maths tutor pronto.

//

guess what! i'm ill again! sore throat cough phlegm what not.

decided not to consult the doctor, though. ridiculous to take course after course of anti biotics. they're pretty useless to me already. so i'll just depend on water and sleep to get me through. the latter of which i don't mind at all. :)