i’m not feeling great i think…

i get tired easily these few days when using lappy, this tiredness ain’t that sorta tiredness, it’s like… something somehow is pulling your heart down, dragging your soul to a fuzzy stage, and your ass just can’t help moving around on the tiny surface of that lil’ chair… fuck the damnation! that little something something really is heavy, indeed~!

i need fresh air with high view which makes me feel like i’m on top of the world… if possible, with some snow?? damn, i’m dreaming again… i mean, it’s not dream, but… not now…

sam asked why don’t i go to j’s 21st birthday party days back.

i was a lil stunned, cause i didn’t know about this cock at all. but within nano sec, i replied “no” instead of “i don’t know about it”. i have no mean to spread any gossip or something, but in case you people don’t know about things happened between us, i’d like to do some proclaim:

anything that has got anything to do with j, don’t ask me, cause i seriously have no interest in this person no more. forget the 2 years diploma thingy, delete it. now is now. and don’t ask what happened between us as well, i’ve forgotten every single thing that accumulates my intention to puke on her deeds and everything, i still wanna survive, so i gotta do some spring cleaning on my mind and kick some worthless rubbish out of my head.

everyone has got his own way to success, no one would bother whether the means will hurt surrounding folks, and that’s so normal that it’s become a norm. so, go on with your life j, you already chose to be one. just make sure i won’t see you anymore in future, especially in working field.

21 is a grown up figure, but i’m yet to find things i can do and am still fighting for the things i wanna possess. fuck cock~!