Sunday, August 21
The tears fallThe darkness seeps inAnd I feel nothing.Newbalance run is in one week.
Sec 4 farewell just ended. French controle is on mon. I feel drained. tired.
i'm stoning in front of sheryl's laptop now, i don't feel responsive at all. like i'm some living dead.
i want to be a psl. BADLY.
i'm just writing random stuff, whatever that comes to my mind, and i've taken to writing poems. i don't feel like i exist anymore. Like im living in a world seperate from the real world. i just feel numb. grrr ><
CONGRATS to you. patrol second ((: big responsibility...knew you always had that silent leadership in you. thanks for being my pillar.
When i see youMy heart smilesI'm happy again.