summer's bumming me off already...
there's not much to do here at home and what's more, the heat is killing me... just imagine, you just stepped out of your bath and you're sweating already... damn this heat!
i am in the middle of writing a new story... i have the idea swirling in my mind but a person who writes like me can't help but experience writer's block once in a while... i really hate writer's block...
if you'll check the time i wrote this entry, you must think it's a bit late... but seriously, right now, i'm still fully awake... i am still "fully-charged"...
my damned (but i have to love) course sure did made a great job in messing up my sleeping pattern... with all the plates and other work i had to do, i usually sleep between 2 to 3 am... so right now, i think my body hasn't recovered yet...
i think i'll make a mental note to tell those who want to take up architecture to just forget it... heh...
why is it that we do things that are forbidden? Why is it we long for things that are not even there? it's like loving you, it's forbidden yet i do it... it's like your love, i know it's not there but i long for it...
i've been through with love...
with all the hurt and all the pain...
and yet here you come
on an ordinary day...
a smile...
a word...
a hug...
a call...
am i climbing up again just to fall?