And so long, farewell.

Four more days.
Four more assignments/exams/reports to conquer.

Then it's time to play catch.

Freak.

I'm an absolute freak right now.

Hell on Earth.

Sleeping outside in the living room?

I hate my house.
I hate my room.
I hate termites.

And all of you should just zip it.

There's nowhere to do work or relax 'cos everyone's all over and I hate that as well.

I want to move out of this effing mini piece of hell.

Goodnight, world.

To you, my bestie, whom I've been missing - and no, this isn't crap;

I miss our talks at night,
clubbing sessions,
staying over at your place talking things out,
playing guitar heroes till late,
sharing tubs of icecream/icecream cakes while watching tv/vids;

to you, who's somewhere out there;
and to you, freedom that I own, you're completely out of reach now.

Goodnight.

Someone To Save Me.

The textiles test went badly today.
So did our review for our "Green is the new black" project.

School, lessons and lecturers are crappy.
Everything's getting to me.
Can't be bothered to start/finish anything.
But there's a History of Costume test again tomorrow.
When the hell can I stop breathing through strained lungs?


Now
Now
Oh my
Look at your bright stars fade so
How much can you take?