Although we can smell & taste the exam fear already, I still took 4 hours off the other night to read up on, of all things, flowers. Heh. It was my mum's birthday on Tuesday & I bought a pretty bouquet of roses for her. :)) I love flowers. I read up on pages of useless facts. Woohoo. Yay, for lovely things in life that actually mean something.
Let's add "shy", "gutless" & "moronic" to the list of words that describe me. I'm such an idiot. Gawd, I My room is really conducive to emo in. The soft, yellow light. The absolute silence in the house from 11pm onwards since everyone's gone to sleep by that time. :(( thoughts just fly into my head in these situations. It doesn't help that I keep on thinking of some stuff. You're my unintended. Of all the times, it's gotta be now... =//
Not like I mind, it's just that... I can't be sure of anything. Never will be. And I really have no idea what's going on. I don't like feeling so lost. Enlighten me, please? I might totally be wrong in whatever I'm reading into.
Alright, now back to re-writing essays.
Suddenly, I've got a blocked nose & sore throat. Blahhh. x((
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fucking special
I wish I was special
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