As you can see the time stated right at the end of the entry, it's "really" early.
Well, this is what always happens when you bunk in your friend's house.
And when you have nothing better to do, you sleep late, you do crappy stuff, you bum around and kill time...
Right now, I am sitting in one of the cozy corners in the room thinking hard of what to type about. At least I won't allow my time to be wasted in such "retarded" way.
(Apparently, I am trying hard to concentrate and feel for this entry, but this serene atmosphere here is seriously henpecked by incessant snickering of a person beside me and ceaseless dialogues of the TV drama that's on. Haha.. You know who you are=pP)
Frankly, many thoughts are flowing in and out of my brain. Imagine cars in the bustle city street, caught up with heavy traffic jams and with resounding horns sounding. You won't understand the rattling sound that's tormenting me. Every unavoidable night, my mind's constantly and continuously bombarded by many questions of my own. There are just so many things that happened which words just couldn't simply replace it. Well, I am not trying to say that it's not possible, rather, such problems are eternal. I thought.
Well, I guess that's why most of the dreams I had were not at all sweet but facing full of perils and searching for ways, breaking out.
p/s: My results are out and it's not better then my previous grades. Especially journalism theory tests, it has always been my greatest undoing. I just couldn't seem to be unable to score any grade higher then "that". Well, guess more work are unavoidable then.
Infuriating
what we could have been, 3:13 上午.