It's been a long week.

Remedials for me are expected to continue until the end of third week.

Bloody tired.

Haven't been sleeping well the past few days.

And my body makes up for it by going into very deep sleep.

Rather than the usual light sleep for me.

Being tired, yet unable to sleep.

It's a bitch.

To boot, life is so boring, I don't even know why I'm living.

There's nothing to do.

There's nowhere to go.

There's no one to hide with.

Somehow, I feel ethereal.

Don't know what it means?

Check the dictionary.

There's really no reason to stay in this world.

Everyone wishes to escape to somewhere they can live peacefully,

in a fairy tale like world or whatnot.

I just want the world to come to an end.

And when that happens, I won't be able to feel anything at all.

And thus, my boredom will be gone.

Screw everything, seriously.

Well, whatever.

Going to town with Justin to buy clothes tomorrow.

Strangely, I don't feel excited anymore.

To think I was, one week ago.

Bye.