im happy yesterday despite going home late because mommy was waiting for me at the busstop as it was late and she is worried that some desperate deprived man would harrass me.
and tada, im touched. and nice to her.
and she made me drank soup :D

choir always ruin my mood, but it'll be okay after a while.
its always like that.

tmr's a friday, then a saturday, then a sunday, then a monday and it all goes on.
even the saturdays and sundays no longer make me smile.
i dont bother to check my phone because nobody i wish would call, would.
my heart wouldnt race anymore when i check my mail, because there would only be disappointment
i wont bother to look around for you, because i know you wouldnt be there, and even if you are, i dont care a shit anymore.

i feel like there's not much that i look forward to every tomorrow.
cos every tomorrow is always the same, school, studies, stress, and fucked up results.
at least in the past i had something to look forward to each day.

but its okay;
once i can one day stop doing things i dislike, and do things i feel passionate about, i know my life would turn much more meaningful in some way.

well, maybe in some way, this is one thing i can look forward to.

i miss drinking milo with soggy butter bread.
or maybe like i miss the person that i drink it with.