BWLAH.

It really sucks to have your nose blocked and a very sore throat. ):

Life hasn't been really entertaining - no explosions behind me nor are there police cars chasing after me, but very very busy with all that endless and mindless quizzes and tests.

Neverending, I'ld say. ):<

But with all these workload and stress at hand is, well, good in a way, too.
It just keeps away from thinking too much, and allowing unnecessary water loss through the eyes. (:

Haven't got high tolerance of bullshit, things are still tolerable and within control even though I have quite a bit to catch up since I seemed to be too dense and can't seem to understand them all fully during lectures and tutorials.
So glad that I'm always sitting next to this classmate who is so calm and patient whenever I ask her questions (must've been really annoying to her) and to clear my doubts. (:

Time for bed - It's not fun trying to stay awake while on the medicine. ):
Tillagain.

It really doesn't matter who you are.

What really hurts is knowing that you still have so much left unsaid, so many thing left undone to do with this one person, and everything else that is possible that you can ever think of to be shared between two people.

And knowing the fact that you cannot make things better, not even the slightest bit at all, and you can only feel the guilt and regret all by yourself.
Because no one can ever be you, and not being able to feel exactly how you are feeling even though they might have gone through the same thing as you, but no. It just is not the same.

You just can't stop things from happening and it just came smacking in your face and leave you in a mess, not knowing what to do to deal with it. You were crushed and broken, and you are the only one who can pick yourself up and glue the pieces back together because only you know how. Sucks to the core, but there's nothing else that you can do.

There is no guides, no rules to how you glue things back together.
And if you do, you can always see the crack there, just like how you'll feel the scar in your heart that's gonna be there for forever.

Simply just because that very one person is gone. Gone forever.

No. I guess I haven't really moved on despite all that work that I've put in, and the pain isn't going away with Time either. )':

(Sigh). Back to studying for quiz tomo.
Tillagain.

Maybe, just one day, maybe.

And it's time like this, I really wonder, can I really talk to you like how we used to, again?

I always hold it back whenever such thought ran pass my mind, and go to bed with it.
Maybe, just one day, I might explode, and it's all your fault, I don't care.