What am I doing?

Inner peace feels like cherries in spring and the leaves in August. It's like scratching an itch. Like finding a perfect puddle of water.

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I want to go Home

Not much time at the minute, so just gonna say that I'm fucking stressed out. Not because of school or whatever, but just social issues that need addressing. Man, I tried to get away from people and instead I end up worrying way more. Especially since I don't have the nerve to say what I want to and end up regretting shit all over the place.

Yeah, I'd rather be back in M'sia, sitting on the porch with a bag of chicken satay, a cup of anything except milk, and maybe a mosquito coil to keep those bloodthirsty motherfuckers at bay. *sigh*

Fuck summer school so hard.

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