The morning sunlight shines into my aqua blue bedroom. The sound of my air-conditioner filled the entire room. I slowly open my eyelids, absorbing the surroundings in my room. Everything seem like a good sleeping atmosphere, except the sound of my annoying message alert tone that goes " pika, pika, pikachu". Nothing more that can wake me up but that annoying sound.
I sat up with a groan and reach out to see whats the message on my SE w705, red and black phone. Oh it was Ashley, my friend, checking if I'm going to my school to see her. She's got a piano examination in my stupid small school. Since I'm fully awaken, I'm probably going.
In the mixture of sleepiness and a bright mind, I took out my outfit and walked towards my school, which is... just metres away from my house. Pretty convenient when you are actually late for school. The sky was puffed up with grey, mean looking clouds. I sped up my steps on the horrible road with unstable bricks and wild weeds growing in between them. Secretly hoping that I would not meet anybody I seen before on the way there.
Its probably really boring about the part when I have to wait for the candidates to come out. You'll probably get bored and run off if i did blog bout it.
That was when I was actually happy to see her.
Today, my emotions was killing me. I feel like a non-mortal, a withered spirit roaming this sinful earth, in search of a source of warmth. My emotions...my life...me.... I have no control of it. I cannot control what that is born in me myself, human nature itself.
Pull the trigger and shoot.
Don't hesitate.
My source of warmth is fading, fading, fading...
My only source of warmth has given up on me. I hate this feeling. I hate having to know I am jealous, and can do nothing about it. I want him back to me, the little animated figure in the computer. That's all I have. Him
Sometimes when people see you and you are actually happy. They don't tend to look into you. Feel what is behind that ridiculous mask you put on. To see what is really you.
Friends....
You can never trust them too much.
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