when the mood strikes by

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Wednesday, March 09, 2005

god. i'm soooo absent-minded. i forgot it's maths lecture now and i happily walked to my gp venue and realized that it's lecture!!! what the heck. afterall i'm so insignificant, no one will realize my absence. haa.

hmmm..i shld not have read the letter. teared a little, just reminded me of bad stuffs, but well, let's not brood over it and affect my mood. i shall stay happy!!! haaa. shall keep the letter in my box and let it be part of my memory. full stop.

i just wonder...if i'm trying to escape from the truth, trying to deceive myself, and trying all means to prevent myself from sinking into depression [again?].