You tell me that you need me..
Then you go and cut me down, but wait…
You tell me that you’re sorry…
Didn’t think I’d turn around, and say…
That it’s too late to apologize, it’s TOO LATE..
I should be studying. should. But no, i’m online, going through whatever rubbish sites i happen to think of. It really isn’t fair how easilly distracted I am. Take for example, yesterday. I was going to catch up on some sleep after the exams. Was being the keyword. That was before i got distracted by someone and decided to go out. To make things worse, i got back after that and still couldnt sleep. Not til 3! Is it a wonder why i look half dead? Is it a wonder why I cant seem to recover from this stupid flu?! Oh yea, i’m sick!
I hate being sick!
I need to go to the clinic. But i dislike going there. Clinics scare me. But I just might have to go. Blocked nose. Dry throat. Burning eyes. Pounding headache. I cant sleep. I cant eat. I cant breathe properly. I cant even finish writing a sentence for my exam without having to sneeze. And it doesnt help that the exam hall is cold. Not one bit. Well at least there’s only 2 more exams to go.
Then its back home to penang for a well needed break from everything. 2 weeks of hanging out, relaxing and partying as I like (without having to worry bout transport or friends or classes the next day). Just chilling with whoever I want to. The bestfriend. The good friends. The family. I stupidly gave up everything to be here with the boyfriend, which screwed me over anyways.
Sometimes I really wonder..
How I ever let myself sacrifice so much for him in the first place..