cb com. i blog half-way and this fucking com restart itself. bloody fucked up day.
went band. nothing much.
after band. got the biggest shock i ever had. shant elaborate.
then went home. went our meet watson to go cwp collect his "repaired" phone. apparantly the phone is still faulty. then went jonathan house nap. then play bball. got a few cuts here and there.
then walked home. i walked like a zombie. i dragged my slippers, i can't even lift my head up. i kept thinking and thinking and thinking. zacson is losing himself. or, he already lost himself.
i reached home. i sat there. stare at my phone. stare at my fucking com.
*God wants me to learn from my lesson. i should accept all my consequences. but not whining here and there. and. my situation aint that bad. i think too much. thats why. but. will God make me think lesser? sigh. i miss you.*
-Kiss Goodbye-