i intend to make this my secret place, a place to run away to while the world swallows the rest of my existence. at least here, nobody hears me. nobody i know. i know, social sites or blogging sites are more suited for this purpose. i just don't care. at least here, i could stumble my time away at the same time get myself some form of education.
today, i'm feeling bored. i can't stop being so fixated on sheila. at least the emotional part is easier to bear with. but it's the mental anguish of being incapable of doing anything that's been wearing me out. the uncertainty of what lies beyond this time is a burdensome thought. i know i shouldn't be carrying that load. i'm too helpless and lost.

stumbling myself away into oblivion. wondering of what will become of me. and her.