True friend

I don't like changes, in fact, I absolutely hate them. I can live in my same ol' boring life for the rest of my life and not feel sick of it. Maybe its because I prefer to play safe, not take chances for fear of losing out. But all of a sudden, everything's suddenly changing at the speed of light and I can't seem to hold on to what seemed so important in the first place. Changes, it's breathtaking, selfish; I'd rather them not happen at all.

ICC-ed with the funny people today which was followed by KFC. The stress is turning us into pigs, no doubt. Bio formative was really not worth the studying and SS was just.. ugh. I'm really not very good at this studying hard thing. Every day's all just about late nights, afternoon naps and pretending to pay attention in class. Its a cycle, no, more of a horrible nightmare that is gonna snowball into the next day and the next and the next and the next. And tadah, I'm only Sec 4! Good job, Deborah.

But the things that make me happy always seem to happen in the evening, like when the sky's fading away into its velvety nightscene, like when Desiree said that I'm important enough to be invited to her 7th birthday party, and how the pink goodness of 7-Up Raspberry fizzes down my throat.

Sometimes life's about makebelieving, all about telling myself that the weekends are coming in a day's time and I'm queen of the world.

with love!