Colors Of The Heart
Its weird how I have this urge to blog every morning when I wake to get ready for school.
And the post won't be about anything,
just abit of complaints, and perhaps a few random thoughts.
My whole body is aching...
I wanna go back to sleep sigh.
Friggin piano exam is haunting me.
Every minute that I don't practice is killing me.
OMG! I just remembered!
The Youth Exchange test and interview is tomorrow.
%$#^%$*%$#@$
I'm gonna be late for school.
Gah.
My room needs cleaning..
And this is only my study table.
You haven't seen the rest.
But this is what I would call..
An organised mess.
Because I know where everything is.
Can't say the same about my life...
And the post won't be about anything,
just abit of complaints, and perhaps a few random thoughts.
My whole body is aching...
I wanna go back to sleep sigh.
Friggin piano exam is haunting me.
Every minute that I don't practice is killing me.
OMG! I just remembered!
The Youth Exchange test and interview is tomorrow.
%$#^%$*%$#@$
I'm gonna be late for school.
Gah.
My room needs cleaning..
And this is only my study table.
You haven't seen the rest.
But this is what I would call..
An organised mess.
Because I know where everything is.
Can't say the same about my life...
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