I hate this love song. I hate this love song. I hate this love song. I hate this love song.
Still addicted to Big Bang. Gah.
Been sleeping close to five hours daily last week, so I napped through my whole afternoon. Shit. And I remembered how I used to sleep eight hours daily in 2010. -.-
Damnit. Twelve freaking chapters of history ain't fun at all. And I only got like what, three weeks? And I'm still on Facebook-chat-and-napping mood here. Cool.
Been a while since I wrote poems I guess, which is cool, since poetry is my most efficient method of conveying my emotions. Which means that I kinda got through the week without being too emo. Hopefully this keeps up.
And yes, I still suck at trying to be an extrovert. So if anyone of you see me not chatting much all of a sudden, it usually means that my introvert self kicked in, or the fact that I'm having a mood swing, as always.
Eight more months till I end one of the most exciting chapters of my life- High school. But I still wonder though, did I even do anything remotely memorable during these five years?
No? Yes? Well, I don't know.
"You told me yes, you held me high; and I believed when you told that lie. I played soldier, you played king; struck me down when I kissed that ring." - Burn It Down, Linkin Park.
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