Wednesday, May 17, 2006
its the 17th.
i am sick like a farking small kitten. my fingers and toes are freezing - ly cold. i feel so vunerable. my fever's causing me to shiver and breathe out hot air. my head's spining at a hundred miles an hour. my throat's raw and scratchy - ly pain and irritable.
- i hate this feeling.tomorrow i have a test. and its
my favourite and ONLY best subject tomorrow. i don't know if i can make it to school. cause of the stupid test. it sucks. cause i am sick. and i feel so uncomfortable. the test's is on analogue electronics , which i am so weak at. and i have yet to even open the notebook to revise.
my grades are depleting. i don't know what is going on. my mind's in a mess. school stinks except for the times i see my clique. which so happens to be ... an hour a day in school. they keep me going.
my head's in a mess. my love life sucks. vanessa's going cynical. i have to stop making girl's trip over the steps. clubbing has to be clubbing with no intention of getting someone home.
i am not happy. i don't do relationships. - no more. they only bring you pain.
and then ...
i can't stop thinking of you. which seriously messes things up. cause i don't know you no more. i want the old you back. but i figure ... its too far away. so far ... you can't even see yourself moving away.
now can you. kaye\.- my life's going down the gallows.
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