out of balance.

Yada yada, exam's over. But I don't feel the excitement or any special feelings I used to have when the nightmare is over. Maybe because I'm still figuring how to live through the next holiday?

Pathetic, hopeless life.
Even my friends seemed like didn't want to bother anymore, and turn away everytime I mentioned about it. (is it me again?) Fed up, fed up on myself. Why should I suffer for a person who doesn't ever care? Why should I cried all night long just only because of that little distraction? Why does damn nightmare keeps on horrifing me? Why can't I just get a life? Why should I even miss your smile, your look and your love? Why should I ever know you? Why do I still love someone who used to tell me he love me more than I do? Why, oh why? I'll never be able to make it. And the damage will be permanent and irreversible.