I walked to and fro in the house, clueless of what to do.
Marching I love, marching I fear. We will do well tomorrow.
Fatigue is getting to me every second and homework is getting to me every minute.
After talking a catnap, I still can sense fatigue. Now, I'm in nowhere.
I cannot sleep, I cannot do homework. To make things worst, dinner is calling out to me.
Eat me up or mummy will come after you.
My solution is to use computer and await the moment where my heart and my mind is in sync.
Marching I love, marching I fear. We will do well tomorrow.
We put in so much effort, it's time to be appreciated.
While marching, I was distracted.
I left my phone at the canteen table, bare and wide, as if calling for thief.
My heart skipped a beat, what ifs.
I quickened my pace to check things out. Phew.
It's still there(:
Awesome people who put a smile on my face. Lovely people(:
My love for it is growing stronger as the minutes went by. I cannot bear to put it down now.
I am getting out of hand. As if I care. But, I do care. I do want to care. But the more I go against something, the more I cannot stop.
I am happy today. Because I am doing something I love.
在我心上用力的开一枪
让一切归零在这声巨响
-yilian