Iit's gonna be one of those weeks, where sweaty-humid nites are gonna be spent in the hall, lazy days in class, the library and the bed.. u know one, when tuesday itself sees you begging for the weekend to rush n come..
Emotionally taxing and bodily tiring..
I wanna put my feet up on the table, n say, "hey! How's life today? I'm doin great"
Bt instead i say, "wt's new?"
The brunt of sarcasm borne by the cynic is harmful to even the pessimist in that person.
Everyone can be independant, bt it's nice to just unload everything onto a cart and send it on the fast track to kingdom come.
Like i've said, damn Cinderella, n Snow White n all the others.. those that made me want 2 and those that make me find 1 unnaturally displeasurable...
But, it only makes u stronger.. wt do they say again? pave the roads today, to walk on tommrow.