Father's Day
I just got up now. It's kinda late coz it's nearing noon already. My body kind of aches from all my jumping and biking late last night. I think I biked about 13km. I actually don't know what to type about today.
I hate Sundays... Sundays are too peaceful.
I'm feeling empty now... What's wrong with me? I have friends and close friends I can count on to make me feel better naman. I've got alot of things at my disposal if it's only boredom I'm facing. There's the car, and I could drive away... There's my PC and I could chat with whoever's online... There's the TV... This is really frustrating.
"I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve. I have a history of taking off my shirt."
I guess that line really suits me now.
What's missing? What's this emptiness? Well, anyways, I need notebooks for school. I'll be going to National Bookstore later. Dammit.
I hate Sundays... Sundays are too peaceful.
I'm feeling empty now... What's wrong with me? I have friends and close friends I can count on to make me feel better naman. I've got alot of things at my disposal if it's only boredom I'm facing. There's the car, and I could drive away... There's my PC and I could chat with whoever's online... There's the TV... This is really frustrating.
"I have a tendency to wear my mind on my sleeve. I have a history of taking off my shirt."
I guess that line really suits me now.
What's missing? What's this emptiness? Well, anyways, I need notebooks for school. I'll be going to National Bookstore later. Dammit.
posted by E.Z. at 2:42 AM
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