February 2012
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I find the smell of my bed and pillow the most comforting. What about you?
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“Each lover has a theory of his own
About the difference between the ache
Of...”
– W.H Auden
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today on my way home while on the bus after WINNING our basketball game, i saw this middle aged woman on the benches and she just started balling her eyes out and i just felt so so sad and wanted to do something to help and i always tell myself ‘i wish i could help’ but i think its just that i just don’t try hard enough to make a change that i want to occur or fight hard enough...
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Train of thoughts.
i can never maintain a conversation over facebook/skype usually
i have a current obsession with magnums
sleep is the worst and best thing for me right now
i love the smell of new books and coffee
but not really the taste
i am currently doing maths homework
i’m scared for my chemistry half yearlies because its for HSC
sigh
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i had a moment just then when i found the motivation to actual learn html and make a tumblr theme that i’ve been trying to find but haven’t, and then i realised that
i don’t know html
so i googled it
and found long complicated details about it
then realised
i couldn’t be bothered anymore
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