Cry

I want to cry...
I miss the warmth of someone nearby, to share my woes, to tell me that all this will be over soon, and it'll all turn out alright in the end...

end...
wad end, when its not in sight...

i cant wait for this week to end.
but after this week...
haiz day after day, week after week, month after month, year after year.
its my ill-fate.

how come i'm the only one in the whole school whose worry right now cannot be on the GP common test tmr... i don't have a choice...

I can just cry now... But how to... when tonight is a long night...
I m too nice i guess... always doing things jsut like that...

-ch