i had a dream last night. you walked past the classroom and i called out to you frm inside. you seemed happy to see me. i rushed out to the window and we talked through the louvres for a while, before you came inside to sit across me at a table. we talked about happy things and you took my hands in yours. now tt i think bout it, i wonder how many times i've actually seen you so happy.


i'm feeling so wasted right now. remind me never to be so yaya as to stay up and burn midnight oil. when i woke up an hour ago, my back ached, i was still feverish and i still had tt queasy feeling in my stomach.

on play: Crazy Doctor, The Loudness

wah this is good stuff man. hah. shiok, this song. wat should i have for lunch?