:: 2006 7 May :: 1.31 am
:: Mood: melancholy

Dedicated to: green grass and grey skys
things are changing.

i'm not sure if i want to stay or go. when i leave, i will miss my friends here so much. and my stomach will twist. and i will yearn for them. but if i stay. my head will combust. there is so much, for lack of better word, stress, here right now. work friendships relationships. so much too much. i wish summer break was just one month long. just enough time to clear the air, and then come back and have fun. probably when summer break starts i will wish for it to never end.

there are 12 bottles of water on my desk. i like to make forts with them.

i am so drained of life right now. i am a blob. blob blob ing. i have to decompose. bye.

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