Argh!

So far so good. Or bad.
Yep, it's so officially bad to bottle everything up, and up til now I'm still trying to squash in everything because anyway the monsters are refusing to come out.
I want a softball and a big field so I can throw the ball and see how far it goes.
I want a punching bag hung in the middle of my room.
I want to stay in school forever and not ever have to go home. Aka a hostel. Possible in a few years time, I guess.
So sorry, Shiying. I know it's not nice to have an angsty and all-jumbled-up person as a new desk partner.
Thank you so much for today, dear Ms Praba. Don't take things too hard, eh? Don't think I can, being old sensitive me.
How weird this world is, how strange the mind works.

Rock-climbing made me all stiff.