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Friday, March 25, 2005 1:28 pm
YATCH!!!
[Rock Ear Musik: Frou Frou- Its Good To Be In Love ]
[Mood: -]
Sport day was okay. Wasn't that lively, compared to last year. Went over banquet after that. Home straight.
It is strange. How the perfect drug can turn into a carcinogenic poison, in a matter of days. And in a matter of split conversations. He spoke to me of his judgements towards the matter, which is considerably rather conspicuous from the rest that Ive always been hearing. It definitely came as a shock to me. So much that my mind was on a wild ride to the year-end flashbacks. It was then and there that I realised I could be just another candy-wrapper. Probably an anti-depressant painkiller. Maybe I was the drug, afterall. Reeking a certain sense of living importance, but maybe superficial to the matter. Thankfully, the recycle-me sticker is slowly peeling off. Thats definitely a painful but good start. But I'll be fine.
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