It was best 4 hour wait i had – even though i only had less than 5 minutes.
Even when you’re about to leave you still looked gorgeous to me.
It’s 3am now and i can’t sleep. And i’m not doing anything. Not studying. Nothing.
Because i’m worried about a 101 things right now.
I’m going to see you on friday and i cant help thinking about what happened.
It’s 3am now and i can’t sleep. And i’m not doing anything. Not studying. Nothing.
Because i’m worried about a 101 things right now.
I’m going to see you on friday and i cant help thinking about what happened.
I’m so tired.
I’ve got a paper tomorrow. And another one on thursday.
I need a proper place to sleep.
I need a proper rest.
I need proper revision.
I need proper everything.
The next few months won’t be easy because there’s so many things going on. But no one really understands anyway.
I shall: read my notes and good to sleep.
I got tired of my header picture that i changed it. It looks much brighter now =) The picture is also clearer don’t you think?
And everyone’s got exam woes. So hopefully this time i would do much better than the previous 3 papers. It’s alot of information to digest, but i’ve got to do it anyways.
Do you ever feel like the world’s spinning, but you’re not spinning with it? People get older, friends move on with their lives, and I’m still standing where I was three months ago. I can cut my hair, go to a new place and I can feel different all over; but I haven’t changed, and I’m not going to anytime soon. Take off my heavy shoes, but still my feet are dragging. Open up my windows and inhale, but still I’m breathing out. Make up goals, but every one I push aside because I’m too tired to think, or too tired to move, or too tired to act, but i’ve slept all day and even pulling myself out of bed was harder than making up those fake goals in the first place. The world keeps spinning, I keep standing in that same spot and I’m not moving anytime soon. Maybe I won’t have anything to worry about, and things will be easier ,and eyelids wont be so heavy. I’ll just lie in the grass and watch clouds go by, and laugh about the days when I felt grounded. I’d palm my face more and cover my mouth when I laugh. Throw out my belongings and all I’ve got are memories, but I can’t remember a thing. Never have, never will. Maybe I’m a caterpillar, and someday I’ll be a moth.
This is over my head
But underneath my feet
Cause by tomorrow morning I’ll have this thing beat
And everything will be back to the way that it was
I wish that it was just that easy
Would you catch me if I fall out of what I fell in
Dont be surprised if I collapse down at your feet again
I don’t want to run away from this
I know that I just don’t need this
