i want to write down everything i'm thinking of, but perhaps that'd take a wee bit more time than i have to spend right now.
why is it, that i convince myself that i'm indifferent towards something... and then, temporary insomnia/hormonal imbalance reminds me that i'm really not?
school's ending. i hated school though, not for the most part but, well you know the whole story with my batch and all. springdales was the best thing that happened to me otherwise.
it's all coming to a close. oh, and then theres also this minor little problem that i'm not worrie-
BOARDS
well yes. boards.
a dark cloud moving slowly towards me. and i don't have an umbrella.
alot of my good friends are already in college. my best friend is leaving in a matter of weeks to the states. is he going to just, forget me? replace me?
see this is why i never even try to stay in touch.
whats the point? nobody has enough time. and everyone lives too far away.
you know those kids in your class, that wear glasses and answer all of ma'am's questions? some of them hate their lives, hate that they never get to have fun.
atleast they know where their going. they're working towards something.
everything seems to spin out of control. this time round.. i'm absolutely frightened.
i need help. i need to get in control somehow. take the wheel.
... how?
