morgueville,heartland living.

am having common test again next week. which is like, one of the few million of common tests this year. i'm exhausted just saying that.


lately, my mind is not being itself. which i guess explains the way i'm talking right now. i'd like to think i have a fucked up life. but i don't think i own it. i used to play-pretend as a schizo. and almost thought i became one. i used to wonder if i was to become a sad, pathetic figure who dwells at nothing but sad melancholies and is only capable of making his own life miserable. thank god i'm not one of those people. i think sometimes, some of us think too much. or rather, we like to think life is not good enough. wondering what we can do to make it just a little better. and when it doesn't, we become self-declared screwed-up birdbrains who are doomed to rot in life being a loser.


and now i lost my train of thoughts. could have provided some freudian-like theories or advanced philosophy of life but suspect i'm having mild short-term memory. on a consoling note, this makes studying for next week common test a whole lot easier, innit?

earwax: fiona apple - criminal