ticking clock's reading six twenty-one am. and this is psychotic, im creating all posts that i wish to pen down stuck at all in a moment, flipping through my iShape calender certaining that the dates correspond together, tallys. i've been languid for the past days, not like i obtain scanty time in the world in fact, i've possessed excessiveness of it. but, i chose to exhaust them sacking/couch potato-ing.
so what now. my brain's determining what i ought to have for breakfast later on, its such an exceptive and perilous decision to generate. because, ( I haven't taken breakfast ever since i don't know when.) and since i have to drag my entire out of bed for tuition in the morning before school, so. Breakfast, why not?
eat Monsters for Breakfast :D
right, perhaps. i know you inside out too much to love you. i do, do i?
Fabulous, i cant get to sleep. effing encore.
no harm trying.
Good Morning Everyone.