The days grow on you, they guadually fade away, and disappear as if they werent there, i have less appreciation for the skies and the greens, so it is good to just stop and pause once in a while, and look at the lights under teary eyes, they look burry, exaggarated and pretty. pretty and orange. i still have so many things to do, the youth net rally, i keep on reminding myself to get it done once and for all, but im so busy. FYP is occupying my time man. school takes up my whole day, and the extra UTs take up my night time. poop. im tired. lemme retire in the embrace of my blankey.