recovery...
This sucks! Everytime I decide to write something I just couldn't find the right topic. seventh day of the school day and I still don't know when I'll decide to wake up earlier. I usually get out of the house around 6:20am during high school, but now I just step out when it's already 10 minutes before 7... hahaha Damn, I love craming! And besides I have no reason to take my time in being mesmerized by the beautiful sight of the lover's lane... I miss the sweet smell of the grass and at the end, the good looking guy I am excited to see every freaking day! "MISS U BENCH BOY!" Kamille, Sam, Joanna and I just had a chit chat over at KFC, and forgot what the hell we are talking about! I still have no what so ever towards our professor, maybe because my so called Stoic Self is coming back to life!
They say clear thinking is of essential to a great writing! Whatever! I dont have that right now... I just wanted to bum around see the things go by without me in it... Why do I have to be there?
NO recovery, still...
I am getting psychotic everyday...
BEWARE!
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