you need to be really reallly ego to write your own testimonial.
i hate that feeling.
and i've got to write my own.
yet now i feel bad. i dont know how.

time's flying.
i havent got enough time to revise.
probably its poor time management.
or maybe its spending too much time sleeping.

well, staying in school to do work is a good way to prevent me from taking afternoon naps.

silence is golden = shutup.
hiding in the second floor toilet, waiting for the bell to ring, running to the canteen. hilarious.

i need that someone, badly. :/
i dont know who's that someone.

i dont know who i am now.
i'm running, running as fast as i can.

and so are my thoughts.
flowing in all directions, making no sense.

tie me to a balloon.
no that's not enough. rather, to helium balloonS.
up, up, up and away.

我真的好累。