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Tuesday
there's alot going on in my mind, gd and bad though there's more bad (or perhaps i chose to view it bad). there are things that i might right but doing something but i don't really want to do anything about it. i'm choosing escape. i hope i can still stay in sch so that i can avoid going home. Home aint that warm and comfy afterall. I'm better off by myself. I should learn to laugh at my own joke when i say " sometimes i think i'm a forgotten child". Ha, its indeed true sometimes. Soon, no one will talk no one will share no one will care. Home becomes a space with no significance. Oh well, decadence, urban life, my life.
11/26/2002|0comments [speak] 