she clings to his consciousness wherever he lays.

music: comfortably numb - pink floyd

he stranded himself there.

it would be tragic if last year repeats itself. from the sitting in those tiered seats in those big air conditioned halls, amusing myself with the way the lecturer spoke, articulated and gestured. time would pass slowly but surely, and all i had to do was sit there, occasionally dose off or get lost in thought. tutorials were a breeze mainly cause i was invisible. studying was nonexistent, and even attempts to study were pathetic and would hardly qualify. breaks and after school were the best. friends were the only motivation to go to school, and even that did not suffice. distracting myself in my own web of thoughts did not help, over thinking things that honestly, i should not. its as if i was in a daze the whole year, and my grades tallied. this year, i'm paying attention, doing most of my homework, with the exception of math. studying? still not enough. whats worse, i feel like i'm slipping back to yesteryear. homework abandoned and the voices of tutors are diffusing into the void, morphing into incomprehensible murmurs.

on a different note, i want to watch paper heart. the trailer made me smile (: