Sunday, July 15, 2007
3 days of working.
And my mom asked today,"Are you tired?"
No. I'm not tired from work. I'm tired from school.
All the fucking reports, projects, and what have I. They suck big time.
They brought me round and round. Confusing me until I was lost. Being doubtful of what I'm doing.
School forces me to think with my barely existant brain. Sometimes I think correctly, but mostly, I'm wrong.
I'm sleepy, tired.
I was stopped to look out to see what's happening out there.
Seasons came and go.
Shopped around today. Went to Zinc after work with my friend. A shop full of bags, but nothing for me. saded.
Went to Esprit. And saw this bag suitable for almost any kinda outfit. I want that. $69.90!!! Byebye!! And I got my ass out of the shop.
In the end, I went home with nothing. so sad.
Here I am, facing school stuff once again.
I need a session of siao-ness with the Prawnsters people suddenly to keep things off my mind. hehe.
And my mom asked today,"Are you tired?"
No. I'm not tired from work. I'm tired from school.
All the fucking reports, projects, and what have I. They suck big time.
They brought me round and round. Confusing me until I was lost. Being doubtful of what I'm doing.
School forces me to think with my barely existant brain. Sometimes I think correctly, but mostly, I'm wrong.
I'm sleepy, tired.
I was stopped to look out to see what's happening out there.
Seasons came and go.
Shopped around today. Went to Zinc after work with my friend. A shop full of bags, but nothing for me. saded.
Went to Esprit. And saw this bag suitable for almost any kinda outfit. I want that. $69.90!!! Byebye!! And I got my ass out of the shop.
In the end, I went home with nothing. so sad.
Here I am, facing school stuff once again.
I need a session of siao-ness with the Prawnsters people suddenly to keep things off my mind. hehe.
handwritten, 7/15/2007 11:51:00 PM.
