Cold hands and a heart of stone.
Sunday, October 3, 2010, 11:12 AM
Shot, shot, shot, shot, shot, like a bullet.
Okay, so it's like, a little past eleven, and I've just gotten up. What was surprising was. I slept at one something last night, and I could sleep till seven plus before I had to wake up and go and pee. I probably dreamt of many many things throughout the night. But you know what? I can't remember anything from my dreams at all. Well, that would practically mean that I didn't dream of any REALLY weird stuff that would freak my mind out.
Anyway. According to my mom when I woke up, it was raining at five something in the morning. And it was a heavy one, and it got my living room wet. That's all I know of. I mean, normally when it rains, I'd wake up. But last night? I didn't. And that itself it such a miracle.
Right. It's the EOY tomorrow. And I have all the intentions to slack in front of the computer. Zzz. Which shouldn't be the case, since tomorrow's paper was English. Honestly, I'm not prepared at all. I didn't touch English at all. And up until now, I still have many subjects that I've yet to touch.
I still need to read up on Science (there's just fucking too many that I think I'm going to spend the next weekend to study that.), History. And lastly English, which is what I'm going to do today.
Ohwell. Just wish me good luck that I wouldn't die too hard from all the preparation and the papers.
Ps. And the stars turn to fire, and the roses turned from red to black.