Nothing serious, honestly.

Heading off to finding better days. For a day.

Things just doesn't feel liberated just yet, after that 3 hour stint of word vomit and hand numbness for side-effect. You think by now you'd feel the liberation. And it wasn't even a great day to begin with, neither was it great to end with. In fact it even ended pretty early.
If only I had more time in between, I might have at least had a better day in the middle.

"Why do you always do this to me?"
"Time's up, pencils down."
"No different than a criminal."


Still being horrible :) *smirks*

Forgetting

I forgot that i wanted to see a perfect sunrise, gaze at the stars, or wanting an evil patrick. Like how I forgot where Su Ann's orange socks is. Or how it hasn't been washed. And is still missing.

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I'm wondering why I wrote/didn't post the above 2 months ago.

So I'm finally free, kinda. Anxiously waiting the day my biological clock goes awry again. Wanna bet I'd be waking up at 8 tomorrow morning for no particular reason?
Should probably make use of this and go out for breakfast one of these days. ANTS be waiting!