since i can't possibly do anything until sham online, i might as well increase my number of post.
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i want those times when i could go to sleep without dreaming at all.
i am sick of having nightmares about people dying. it spoils my whole damn day.
one person after another.
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i've been told that i complained a lot. but who the fuck is he to tell me that when he himself does it. fucker
as sham so eloquently put it; the pot calling the kettle black.
wasn't even apologetic at all. wasn't even invited in the first place.
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ohs ohs, i think i will always have misfortunes with public transports and stairs. i just missed a step, again, few days ago. don't you ever learn your lesson, girl?
the ankle is now throbbing and, as Dr Shamini Shara informed me just now, it's slightly swollen.
as if that's is not enough, i'm at a point where i am BEYOND amused already. sprained ankle and now, gastric. not now, please not now.
girl ahhs, who ask you not to eat?
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after yesterday's torture, i've decided i am indeed not in the right place. or at least, that's what i chose to believe.
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law arts night tomorrow. they're performing! weee. but, i'm so tired.
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the scent is fading..
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my heart stopped beating such a softer sin
tell me your secret! i won't tell your boyfriend, now.
i've got Quietdrive singing on my blog now. =)
i made a move at 10:59 PM
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Aidah Burne
I'm staying here until you make me move