Thursday, November 09, 2006

-along runs eunice-

3 more weeks of tolerance.
3 more weds of low PSI air
3 more final papers
3 more weeks of lack of sleep

and i'll be floating to somewhere nicer.

sch's a dread. i like to use the word painful
my projects duedates are approaching
i've endless books to read
endless knowledge to prepare for finals
still presentations to crap
worse, no one's helping
cos they have their own business to cope

it doesn't matter that much to me.
those grades.
but the tot of doing worse than pep who are nonchalant
*shivers*
i can't be term as stupid,no, i can't be stupidier

i hope i didn't overlook any other stuffs
i hope i'm not missing out on my relationships
with friends, with family, with society
i can't seem to remember when the walkway to wisma was blocked
can't seem to remember how grandma looks like
can't seem to remember the last time i spoke a topic wit my sis
can't rem the last thing i talked to my dad

i think i'm losing it.

3 weeks is all i need





| she whispered alone @ 11:21 AM|

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