Inside the Fire.

hey guys.

if anyone caught the quickly written thing on the page “the Cupboard Upstairs”, um well, you’ll notice that it was aimed, for the feeling of right now. ahhaaa, it was kind of random, i think. well anyways, just another quick update. im slowly ticking off the days of school, mentaly of course. anyways, yeah, im slowly getting back into the pattern of writing.

i have to start organising my time again, exams are slowly coming up. ahh thats the only chance i got to do well. right now, its as if, im in the center of a crowd. trying to speak… sluring and screwing up my words. i hate my voice, my thinking skills. i don’t want to hang out with my older friends anymore… im in the center of attention.. and when i walk in the hallways of school of a mall, of a building, i see smiles, waves, hellos, mouths moving, eyes moving and twitching. thank god, i do not have the power to read minds, if i did, i would have died by now. so it feels like i have at least million of bubbling questions just a huge pile of em, and they keep rising in my head, but even though i don’t know the answers to more than half of them, i just keep going, thinking they turn out posotive. hoping they do.

im like a dead corpse, thats in the middle of fire, with a sore body, walking, just to get to the other end… now, all im wondering is how long it will take to get there.

’till then, ill just wait. hopefully the recklessness and the careless of my actions, won’t leave to much of damage, for me to recover during the summer holidays.