School starts tomorrow.
The freaking out stage is over and now, my mind is preoccupied with what i need to bring for tomorrow. I have this feeling i forgot something - i always forget something, and i can't remember what. Well duh, i forgot it.
Crap.
Anyway, yeah.
I've this feeling i'm not gonna be able to sleep tonight - my mind would be checking against the list to help me figure out what to bring tomorrow, or if i forgot anything that i need, or would be doing lah dee dah.
I hate this part of life.
Or rather, yeah, the part that causes me to lose sleep.
Argh.
Oh well, it happened, is happening and will happen again.
Life is life.
The back door has vanished and the only way is the door in front.
I have this feeling that my writing style has been afftected by muscle museum. It's a weird song - reminds me of dark dank alley ways. Odd.
P.S: My notebook is damn heavy. Damn.
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