1. 1 year ago 

   im funny. i know i am.

   funny how you make me laugh with you, at myself.

   its 1.22am and what i should be doing is trying to study for my print media exam tmr, but all i can do is think about thursday….

   it doesn’t help that its so bloody hot and humid here in my house. the perspiration makes me restless and unfocused. my fan is making that whirring noise it always does if its over-exerted. the soft nibbling sound my rabbit makes when its knawing on the kua chi seed distracts me every now and then.

   but only one thought is constant. you.

   thinking is good, thinking is right.

   now if only i could think about how the f i’m gonna cramp all this information about the laws of journalism into my head.

2. Notes

happiness sits just outside my window. happiness feels a lot like sorrow. happiness damn near destroys you.

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