I wonder why I haven’t been getting so little sleep lately? Is it because I got too much things to do, or too little? That’s the million dollars question. And I doing too much? or not enough?
I’ve been feeling better, with this blog/dairy-thingy, and some nice songs. But should I? I kept being bother by the fact that I’m not so bother about the situation.
I mean, I could easily forget about her in 4 or 5 years, if I try, if I try very very hard. I’ll be fine.