My Thoughts and Words aren't on the same frequency= sucks. Really.

I'm coated with course assignments on the outside, drowning in seas of questions and thoughts in the inside.

Either way, time ain't stopping for me and for all I dread I might wake up one day realising it's all too late again.

I've mention this a couple of times since then, and I think I'm finally ready to settle down with a distinctive style.

They are so much things in my head with no links, and currently I am failing badly at representing it in words. That, is something I want to improve.

It's funny, really. I wish I can play God and be laughing at myself now for being so ridicules at this.

As for now, it's random blabbering time.