a sudden feeling of dejection...

i made someone angry. n i'm rlly sorry cos e words dat i said... are not what they seem to be. i didnt mean it... but a little too late to say all that now. i'm sorry k? pls dun b angry.

mayb its another of my mini mood swings. those that just come & go. n i sit here in front of the comp, with Zhang Dong Liang's <Ji Mo Bian Jie> ringing in the background... struggling to stay awake. n i rlly mean struggling. i've been stuck at dat same page of that irritating set of notes of integration for the past 15mins. i haven done my maths tutorial... n i dun plan to do it.

but e impt thing is... i'm sitting here... tinking abt sometime, somewhere, somehow &... someone.

rah. my wound just cannot stop leaking pus. n it hurts like hell now. hais.

it's 10:37 AM now