Tell Me Why You're Being So Cold,
Tell Me How We're Going To Make It Last

screw lit paper! it sucks. i don't know shit i was writing and i didn't get the passages. but i'm just really glad it's over (: one last paper down. and it's a hell lot positive thinking than the last few days. damnit. who cares. it's over. AND WE'RE GOING TO SENTOSA SOON.

ah well. today was fine. i hope tomorrow will be better. i'm tired. i'm cranky. i'm high. i don't know. i just want exams over. few more days, c'mon! one last shot and we can have fun. don't care about lessons coming during November. don't care about anything. i'll worry when the papers come back. but i think it's going to at least take a few weeks. that should do it. by then i'll have quite enough fun. who will ever have enough fun?

hey love,
do you hear me screaming?
do you see me crying?

you don't see, you don't hear
because you no longer care
for what happens to me.

10:27 PM;