I gaze at you fervently, wishing you'd turn back.

I am late.

It's late.

Sleep well and everything will unfold itself the very next day when the sun rises again.

Hmm..

Am I suppose to write something about yesterday(past midnight already)?

Haha.. nah...

Some things are better kept... memories are what they should be called.

Feeling left out?
Random emotions n
Comforting ease...

This morning, I had a hangover.

The night was terrible, keep turning here and there. And I dreamed of school and work!

What a way to start the weekend.

It is raining heavily now. Last time, it used to be so emo staring out looking at the droplets of water falling continuously and splashing on the ground. Now, it seems better. I wonder why?

The time has come for me to move on to the next stage of life.

Am I ready? I think not yet.