For me, who can't love you & cant help but hate you

morning presentation was a pain in the ass.
i am so afraid that i might have peed in my pants.
so unglam especially in that formal wear.
whatever it is, i hope i can clear the module.
no failing grade sir, i plead.

kimochi = feeling (in japanese)
& i shall blog about that everyday
since my life isnt like
a box of chocolates and a bed of roses.

nothing particular happened the whole week.
thus, there wasnt a particular reason to blog.

everything seems so mundane.
its never the same anymore.
its like things happen when it isnt suppose to.
im so tired of acting nonchalant.
im so tired of pretending i like being this way.

i just want what i lost.
thats it.
nothing more.

gosh! reading fanfics is torture.
i want to live as a fictional character.
some of them made me so emotional
that i wet my pillow while hugging it.
tears cant seem to stop flowing.
pathetically, as i was reaching the climax,
the page stopped loading.
oh crap.


damn.
i want to do so many things right now.
i want to list the things i want to do right now.
but i just cant be bothered because
no one cares. (:




ah nandes. oh, soudesne.
it was hard not to notice.