No matter where i walk to, i seem to be back from the start again.

Last post of the week, perhaps (?).
Having literature tomorrow. Damn, essay questionnns.
But i don't think i would have sufficient time to finish it.
And one essay question is 25 marks, ohmygod.
I read the book again and again just to be familiar with the story.
Almost doze off already, duh.
History on tuesday, 10 chapters again.

*faints.

Hope everything can just pass by in an blink of eye.

If it could.

=

After days of thinking, i think i shouldn't care that much at all.

Or i just won't bother about that.

Because it won't make my life any better.

And i know that they will always be there, that's enough.