Maybe its just me, but i love self-talks. You can always see me on court, mumbling to myself, it makes me feel good. Alright, enough of that. Today, i asked myself a question, which i thought i always knew what the answer was. But i was wrong, i got something else. Now, i'm pretty much very confused and depressed. Nah, i can't start school in the right state of mind if I don't get the answer or something. Sigh, this sucks. (To think you've always been going the right way, but one day, you're lost.)
Spent the late afternoon in Basheer alone, met Vanessa(again) and a fellow VSC coursemate there. I need to get books, but i couldn't get any. Perhaps someone can do the good, by buying me a copy of Communication Arts/Archive from Basheer every month for me, pretty please?
(edit) Sigh, something's pretty wrong with me. Sigh, maybe i should stop here. Too much thoughts.
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