bus rides are nice. really. especially if there's no jam, the journey is smooth, classicals stuck to your ears, and no irritating neighbors to interrupt your daydreaming.
i thought about it, if i could get pass the grudge and see the good. make amends. unfortunately i cant. not when it's still skin deep.
it's dermatologically impossible.
i keep on thinking about what ibrahim said. that everyone has some form of mental disorder at some point, just that the inmates of imh are more developed in their neurosis/psychosis.
driving lessons and early mornings are getting to me. especially driving lessons early in the morning. and it totally sucks cos all my late school days from lab were non-existent because of the former complaint or projects.
these days, i feel like a screw being tighten slowly, slowly. totally wound up.
posted by nuVul @ Saturday, July 12, 2008
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