happiness is when u could sleep and wake ur ass up anytime in a day
but it seems so so wrong that i've been sleeping a lot lately,n i think my life routine is hell full of pleasure,i feel guilty toward all the notes and lectures that i promise to study them when im home.i curse the lab since it happen not to motive me and the nearest dateline seems to be cool with that. why am i like this?i have this sleep-and-wake-up-anytime thing long ago since my last paper for my last final! n im not done with it,just yet.everytime i wake up the whole universe grins and greets me with "nice sleep huh?.hehe".are you mocking me?
settling down is hard than what i thought it was.