falling on the rooftop
ooh baby tell me why you'd have to go
cos this pain it won't go away
and today
i'm officially missing you
I am currently sitting in equity tutorial typing this under the guise of copying down the tutor’s every word and comment. Behind me sits my much-used-and-abused everlast bag, still filled with random debris and detritus of last night’s dream within a dream.
It’s hard to come back down to earth, and I’m feeling incredibly unconnected and disjointed from reality now. I have trouble concentrating in class. I cannot pay attention in lectures. Something inside just feels so missing.
The soundtrack of today is tamia’s officially missing you—it’s been going through my head all day long. And frankly I can’t even type a full and proper accountof emcc, not at this point in time—I’m just so—lethargic. It’s like I actually broke up with someone or something. ARGH. I’m serious.
Guess I’ve got the blues, and I’ve got them bad.
Seriously, compared to the crazy glitz and glamour and sheer vibrancy of last night, the humdrum prosaic nature of school just-- in a word-- SUCKS. everything looks so washed out in comparison. eurgh. the world is bleaker without 9am saturdays and 11pm nights at as7. bleaker than i could imagine.
a girl could get addicted to this.
but i can't live on dreams forever, can i. sigh. ok. back to work, hi-ho, off to slavery we go.
BARGH.
proper updates when i'm in less of a grouchy mood.
yes, yes, i admit it, i was missing dance so much the first thought i had when i woke up was "i want to wear something green". haha. and see my grumble about green leggings and the complete lack of a clue as to what to pair them with was sort of resolved.
plus, the shoes had flowers. :)
ride with you