i slept last night with solid determination to wake up the next day and be as useful as i can to myself; study, homework; assignments. despite all that hot gas, i woke up today 3 hours later than the alarm i've set.the blood sluicing in the hollows of my veins feel cool, light, barely there. everytime i step foot to do something i feel the nausea rising like a monster buried deep and rising to seek revenge.
im sick.
im depressed.
i feel empty.
i crave the warm rays of the sun.
hoping the glorious warmth can fill me up again somehow.
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my mum is calling me out in a very weird manner. be right back...
*traipsing downstairs*
OMG!!!! finally!! something exciting!! my house is flooded!! whoo!! isnt this fun??!!
goodbye!
Save the Earth
ah...everything is perfect in christmas. even this effortless shot. the only effort was getting through all the people.
Malaysian Artistes for UNITY
1 comment:
You're in your element-just the right feelings at the right time for everyone your age, about 9 months before SPM.
This may be your worst year to live yet, but on the bright side, you get to learn to wham a car into anything you see on the road. Whoo hoo!!
I'll paint you a happy picture soon. With sunflowers and lovely, white cloud-dotted skies in the beautiful blue sky illuminated by the boundless energy of the golden rays of the mentari pagi yang baru menerbit.* Isn't that beautiful?
*Seriously though, that's what you see after you sit for your last SPM paper.
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