Dear Diary,
i lay on my bed, tossing and turning, trying to get the sleep i ought to be getting. yet, i felt this sense of emptiness.
i stared blankly at the ceiling above me, got up, and asked myself, "Why the heck can i not get to sleep? i'm supposed to be tired and all that crap."
that's the whole point. i've been kept busy with stuff that at the end of the day, when i reflect, it's as if i haven't truly achieved anything.
not that the stuff i've been busy with is all utter rubbish and nonsense. they're stuff i call 'useful', but i still can't help but thinking bout what all these will turn out to be in the long haul.
those who know me too well know that i do think too much. yes, i finally have come to terms to the fact that i DO think too much. but i just can't help doing that. it's just a habit of mine, which probably evolved way back in Sec 1.
i don't even know why i'm typing it down. it's sucha obscene hour to be bugging anyone bout it. in fact, i think the issue itself it's not worthy to be ranted on to others. that's why i've come here.
i feel so restless although it's half past 3 in the morning, and i just told Moon that i was heading to the sacks cos i was tired.
how can one be tired and restless at the same time?
P.S i think i've been irritating the f*** out of j.d with my sudden rants that now, i'm gonna promise myself not to do that in time to come.
Yours truly.
aZm
04 May 88'
Taurean
desires
Ankh/Taurus Pendant
New Wallet
Black Heels
Pair of Jeans
in order of priority
my memories
People in my life