shits sheets scattered artfully in the dinning table. Yes, I feed on papers and acads, with a cup of coffee to aid in digestion. Kbye. Shouldn’t be here. Must study naooooo
Patience, dear heart.
and by awesomest, you mean you little palace of lice! SHATTAP MAU! hahaha love you heaps c:
Being a night person, I can only manage waking up between two to four in the afternoon. And there are only two reasons why I get up from bed on early mornings: a) I have to do something (e.g., school, projects+hangouts, etc) and b) miracle happens (which is some phenomenon that only occurs once in a blue moon). B is the reason why I woke up so untimely today and rally round me to cook breakfast. Just a quickie to tell you of my everyday not-so-human life and of how unfortunate these eggs were. And of how my nights and days have this tendency to bleed into one another.
Ok bye, I’m supposed to have all these general knowledge and history quizzical review day and I’m like this little bunny who can’t deal with stress and tectonic pressure.Gosh.
Of spending a perfectly useless afternoon in a perfectly useless manner and yus, crappy editZ sKillz & point-and-shoot cam we got there.
Spontaneous road trip, you’re hereby officially damned in my bucket list now.
You need not to know.
Oh thanks, no wait, are you real?
Obligatory Happy Valentines Post. The vacancy of sounds and the soft illumination of the sun’s rays filtering through the window that was left ajar gave off the imitation that it was merely another dull day. It was anything but when realizing the day it was, the over commercialized day wrapped in conception of love existing in grand bouquet of flowers, fluffy teddies, and blood-red-colored balloons, and heart-shaped chocolates we know we ecstatically enjoy. I mean, who don’t?
The day was kind of sappy that I felt sappy myself. I think it’d be a million times healthier to stop this disastrous habit of mine – denial. Defined roughly by me as: n. part of the human coping mechanism
Okay fudge. Anyway I got sweet stuff for me here: Letter from my forever seatmate Shine, flowers and chocolate from Maki, letter and the bear thingy from my sizzie. Love and love from the most random people, familiar and strangers.
And did I mention, we didn’t have classes?
‘twas a Happy Valentine’s Day after all.