September 01, 2006 Maybe I'm one of those who don't like changes. The one who's afraid to leave the safety of the comfort zone. The one who doesn't welcome changes with open arms. I think too much but then that's maybe because I have so much time in my hands doing nothing. But why can't I just get myself in the mood to study? Sigh sigh.
You make me open my eyes to see the wonders of life, of the world. Now that you're gone, I've shut myself in isolation away from the so very ugly truths of the world.
And I should just stop typing because I'm in the very right mind to whip up a very sadistic or something-else-with-intense-feelings post if I continue. So much for creativity and brain juice at the wrong time.
When you're close to tears remember Someday it'll all be over One day we're gonna get so high Though it's darker than December What's ahead is a different colour One day we're gonna get so high
Don't you think it's time you started Doing what we always wanted One day we're gonna get so high Cause even the impossible Is easy when we got each other One day we're gonna get so high