I want to write more,
but it seems that whenever I put my hands on the typeboard,
words in my head seem to dissapear
like when you bump onto a tree that has alot of birds resting on it, they went flying of,
away into the sky.
Okay now, what am I crapping?
Just cant think now.
Supposely, I have a class from 8 till 10.
but now, I'm in my room.
Looking at the stashes of clothes on the floor, some on the chair.
Oh man, I gotta kick this habit away.
It's disturbing and tiring sometimes.
My room is not THAT messy now, I cleaned it up yesterday.
I mean, seriously, it's not that bad.
Somehow Alenjandro's playing in my iTune mind right now.
Oh man, can't turn it off. Motherfather!
I miss him. He's walking through my mind now.
Somehow, when I think of him, Neyo's song would automatically play in mind.
Oh my, what's up with songs that can represent every emotions in our everyday life eyh?
I'm gonna leave now.
Maybe I want to stay in bed, maybe I wanna do my laundry,
or,
Maybe,
I would study abit.
Lets see how it goes.
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