Chanced upon this book when I was in the school library browsing (rare!) And it made me cry and cry and cry): I cried the hardest that I ever did for a book / song! It was so sad. I want to devour all the books in the world. Words in all their beauty, with their power to make people think, cry, smile, escape.I've been up to my neck and half buried in many things as of late, I'm crossing my fingers and hoping that
Thursday's Cineodeon
Friday's Teachers' Day
Saturday's Beach Volleyball competition
Will all go well.
Have the tendency to feel cwanky when things are extremely messy. Packed my file rather neatly. But I still find rubbish on my table. Don't have time to pack it today, so I amassed all of them and chucked them someplace else. Out of sight out of mind.
What's more I sprained my thumb and it made the packing worse and made my temper bad. Going to sleep my cwankyness off! And chop off my thumb.
P.S/ Thoughs have been imploding in my mind. Life has such wicked beauty!
P.S.S/ I shall keep a diary.
