great. i've had like sooo many hours of sleep. homework not done AGAIN. booooooo..
anyway, today's so so. jus hadn't the motivation to do anything. i tink ther's someting wrong inside me. mayb the heart doesn't feel anything anymore. or is it the whole of me, dead?
anyway, im not burdened. i've probably killed my guardian angel in the process. melancholy is the poison. i tink he, (i'll like to think of my angel being a 'he') took the burden for me. my sacrifice.
kor went army. daddy's going indonesia. the heart died out of never-ending waiting. cher has disappoint me again.
i tink i cant open up to cher anymore. dun ask me y. i just cant.
i'll like to believe that there's still this miracle yet to happen. that there is still light. that my eyes will not bleed from pain again.
for i'll stil shine. mayb tmr? half a yr later? 10 years down the road? or mayb when im gone.