look at her, who in the world
would think she was me?
there's nothing similar for anyone to see
i guess it's exams.
since there's nothing else really.
Art is on Friday.
ohhwells.
caro-
if you happen to read this,
please take care of yourself yeah?
if you're thinking of not eating. please don't.
try sleeping early. at least tonight.
don't stress. too much.
get well friend.
kath, jun, dawn-
how did your prelims go?
i hope you guys are happy with your marks(:
[edit/]
I am trying to paint.
the keyword there is 'trying'
i'm not in the right mood
the colours are just wrong
and i'm only working with black, white and grey
screwed, i am.
I tired sleeping
but.
for once.
i couldn't sleep.
oh whee.
i can't sleep.
for. the. first. time.
i keep falling asleep.
and now. i can't.
I think i have lost the ability to do lit
i can't analysis stuff like i used to.
the teacher asks a question, refering to a quote
my mind's a blank, when it's usually whirring away with one thing or another
well.
a little too late now.
i don't know how to study
sometimes things just pop out into my mind and i don't know how they got there
like during bio
i was so shocked when the answer fell right out of my mouth
and it was the right answer
but.
all the time i can't remember anything
i can't do past year papers
it's just blanks upon blanks upon blanks
i. just. can't. do. it.
sigh.
a little too late i would say
-
I miss being that someone
who was me, long gone and done
but how do you miss something
when what you remember is nothing?
you know, i vaugely remember some compo a friend wrote before
"she typed furiously into the computer, looking as though she was trying to find herself"
not the exact phrasing. but.
yeah. wells.
tattered torn.
bits and pieces.
all just fragments.
really just useless.
dear you.
you're most likely never going to read this but.
i'm glad for you really.
but.
now?
i'm in the wrong mood of what you're doing.
sit by the window.
look through the cracked glass
watch the world outside
what can you see?
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