oh hours,

its 4.53am now. i am blank. and i dont know what to write. i dont feel like sleeping. and i dont feel like doing this. my thoughts are empty. but i will write something. i must write something.

its 5.10am now. and i start writing. i have exams the last two weeks. they were ridiculous. they have always been. i didnt have my computer during that period. which was a miracle how i survived. i swear i slept more than half the total amount of hours in a day. and yet i couldnt really sleep even when my eyes are closed. i have been reading this storybook ever since. and i love the way he writes.

its 5.25am now. i dont like college. yes, whatever, leave me alone. i dont like the strange faces around me. and i certainly dont like the stares i get. i like being in my room all day night long so shut up and leave me alone. you dont say. the only thing i like is orientation and these few people that i can speak a normal conversation with. not very amusing, but whatever.

its 5.40am now. i just read two pages of a storybook, A Million Little Pieces and i like it. i go to the toilet and i take a piss.

its 6.03am now. i go through blogs. i see Sums blog. and i see my name on it. i see my picture with him. i stop. i dont blink. instead i smile at it. i sure fucking missed you too sum. i take a long stare at it and i hope your okay. coz if your not, i am here. i listen to Damien Rice, and i smile again.

its 6.21am now. i should go to bed. i feel like a caveman.

i live in a memory of my highschool that i cant leave behind.