its pretty useless to write this past few weeks...
i dunno...
is it useless? or is it because i just lost the inspiration and the motivation to think and write about it?
in school... its either i'm reading, or i'm oftenly quiet...not quiet quiet as in silence all around..
its just that i don't joke around as much as i did before...
i don't laugh and smile as i did before...
why?
what happened to me?
i lost something, but then why did i have to lose myself on the way of losing that something..
i should actually be celebrating now coz finally im free of the worries and the hassles...
but then again...
i guess i wasn't ready to let go....
or maybe, i should just share these emotions to others...
but who'll listen?
who'd actually care?
i might sound like a broken record saying things over and over...
i would just want to save my friends from the "hassle" of hearing such things....
oh well...
i can't even write a serious reaction paper on paradise lost or on "three seasons"....
not even a simple reflection paper for english..
i hate this!
I FREAKING HATE THIS!
