I'm starting to really hate myself. Not that this thought had never crossed my mind before during my teenage angst period. Oh wait, I think I'm STILL in my teenage angst period. Emotional sixteen years old here, hello. I envy people that have a good command of english and are good at Literature. Everything that they say just sound so much more sophisticated in the end. I mean you would rather hear someone go on about the rain in the most abstract way possible than to hear someone ramble on about how strong acids fully dissociate in water right?
Why am I being so random tonight.
I need rest, like rest rest. Sleep.
Stayed up all night to finish my EoM that I DID NOT complete even after crashing at 5am. Woke up with a horrible stomachache and decided that I didn't want to go to school today so that I can finish up EoM at home. But I still slept through my day and hence handed up my EoM an hour late with 34 words over the word limit anyway. But at least I submitted right?
Time zone differences, a 12 hours gap.
He wakes up at my sunset and says good morning when it's midnight.
Loving the song Jet lag by simple plan now because it's eerily similar to what is happening. After all these while, I'm still wondering what the hell is going on between us. I'm a superficial girl so...I don't know really. Why don't you tell me? Say something. Anything.
I be waiting for your airmail letter though. Wish I was over at Indianapolis instead of being stuck in this hellhole. They have fireflies there at night and what do I have? My undone tutorials.
Oh joy, PW too.
Oh and just a small note.
Happy birthday Heechul. Feels weird not typing a long ass dedication like how I would have did last time. I guess I grew out of writing dedications. It's pretty pointless I must say.
?You're like a queen and beautiful
11:58 PM