No one knows how tired I am but myself. Sleep deprivation is one thing, the repercussions are another. In times like this I tend to dream, wish and hope alot. Don't you? What can I say when the body gives way, the mind takes control. In case some of you are wondering why am I still up, I'm doing my TEP report. I regret the times I idled around.

The way she looked at me, she wouldnt want to see me like that.

The irony of you telling yourself not to do this and that, but in the end you still do it. It happens to all of us. And so, how do we avoid it? I asked myself that and the only answer I could come out with was naivety. Stubborness is a plus point. I always tell myself not to cross the comfort zone, but I'm afraid I am. I lack of something, but I don't intend to use it to make up for what I lacked. I'm sorry if things has to be this way, gradually I wish for it stop. You made me like this and I dont blame you for that.

Secretly, no. I dont want to, God help me.