little one

Tuesday, July 26

,...... ^_^

i ,..really should be sleeping,...and studying my systems,..

miss my jogsssss,....
*diot,....waiting for end of training,...and posted,..

waiting for my days of night jogs to return,....

am sleepy as i type,...

looking forward to iraq,...hope tat comes true,..me wanna go wanna go,...

pray pray pray,....^_^

tml still got assessment,....sh*t,..was not prepared at all,....

day by day,....day by day,...

i don wan to live my days just like tat,....must find something to do,...

"think think think"

starving to do some reading,...get in touch with myself,...
"i dislike stairs"
"i dislike doors,..unless it auto open and close,.."
"i need more calcium"
" i want,... a week off work,..am looking forward"
" i miss being a waitress,...rainforest cafe,...and the months after o levels,..."
i could not keep track of the things i've been doing,...


can you believe that i'm floating on the water more den 8 hours a day,...
i couldn't,..
now coveralls are beginning to be part of my skin,...

i never seem to be able to feel the same old feelings anymore,...just like being trapped,....

"my dreams r getting so life like", i actually dreamt of the QM piping for me,..twice since i came onboard...wish that the sandman knocks into my dreams tonight and scatter something different this night,...i don care if i end up sleepy tomorrow,...i'll just leave it for myself to complain tomorrow,...

i need a special weird dream tonight,....

i shall not like mondays anymore,....i shall look every single day as a new day to a new week,...who create mondays to sundays,...? there should not be any days,...everyday should be the same,....just like mondays,..i love mondays,.... "many ppl are gonna say i'm crazy" mondays are good aren't they,...e start of a new week,...ops,..

i finally understand the false sense of energy losing when i'm stressed out,...

when is e end of the world,...somehow,..i can't feel this kind of sadness..or negative feelings...i felt so positive to the edge that i'm feel that i'm faking being blue,.. sad,...

how sad can one really be,....?


i need my bed now,....werid dreams everyone,...

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