i think, i should have believed in the saying:
if you want something, you'll have to give up something.
i'm sitting here in front of the big screen at 4.56am.
i've finished reading my book 'hancork park'.
i've tossed and turned and still felt restless.
i contemplate for a long time before switching the com on.
am meeting chuk for breakfast later on about 11.
i guess, i'll just save him the trouble and pick him up,
if i really cannot fall asleep. at this rate, it's pretty unpredictable.
i just texted him to apologise, i dont know for what either.
i dont think he know.
but im feeling pathetic right now.
like really really.