Rotten Apple,

I am a rotten apple,worms just came sucking up all the juices from me.I am a rotten.I am just good-for-nothing.I never expected that i would encounter stress in my life,and yet,it just came,surprisingly.I really am tuckered out,hanging on this moment,letting go another moment,hanging on,letting go.A cycle that repeats everyday.Time is pressing me hard,life is pressing me hard.Test,Mid year exam,is all this i have to face.Yuki is so gonna do it alright.Yes,i am.Just a little more of stimulation,i will pull through everything.E math test has pluck me down,Flunk,F9.To this extent,i can't leave my maths in a lurch,practise more.I am going to do my English worksheet though is due on Thursday,however in doing so,i would have less homework tomorrow and be able to hammer away at A math tomorrow for the test on Thursday.My mass is multiplying,therefore,diet .. Nevertheless,study my fridge! Come-hither,teach me,how do i abstain from it when chocolate is girl's best-loved.My aunt just came to Singapore from England and she bought the passel of chocolate.Omg..
-Baby,my heart was just for you.
Yours.