Hell, more chains and a pricked finger with oozing blood.
Oh, and boredom too. Like as if I didn't get enough of that from rotting.
I totally hate this. No wait, I don't only hate it, I LOATHE. ABHOR.
7 more weeks and I'll be free. If I'm lucky, I may even get my soul back.
No rest, no rest.
I'd rather be slugging my guts out for FYP right now.
Doing mugging, digging up papers to revise my oh so rusty Japanese now.
(I called a Japanese Lady today and when she said "moshi moshi", my heart just fluttered. See, I do belong in Japan. PFFT.)
Ah well, guess I'm stuck in a no online world for a few days at a time till April.
Till then, pray I'll get out of it in one piece alive and kicking.
To:
Dude, be online when I am.
Ila, get your fucking laptop back! I miss you.
Mizu, thanks for entertaining me during torture hours.
Jasper baby, I shall need to abandon you for days at a time. Don't die on me T_T
K that's all. :)
Oh, and Happy Muslims-fell-in-battle-today-but-celebrate-it-anyway day.
Kbye.
