You Play Love Like A Fool

"the sense of ending" is a beautiful book. literally. i love how crisp and dark it has been made. i'm usually not a fan of hard covers, but it has a really nice feel. i love the black edges too. oh, and the story's good. i feel like i'm in an all-boys school once again. i feel like i've met adrian, anthony, colin, or alex before. like there was actually five of us. like i was sitting on a wooden chair at my wooden desk again with the morning dampness in the air, with teachers you love and hate preaching their philosophies.

haven't felt lost in something, other than reality, for so long.

it's been ages since i've picked up a book. i realized, this is only my second buy for the year.

i've become a slow reader. but damn it feels good. definitely worth the wait making that mph assistant search for it for half an hour aimlessly. bliss.

Morning Already

i reached home at seven thirty in the evening last night. made myself indomee, and passed out on the couch till 4am with the tv running on what was suppose to be law and order. then i continued to the bedroom and knocked out till 8am.

effects of too many long morning. at least, i feel a little bit alive now?

i thought september was gonna be a horror. i feared the unknown. i couldn't wait for it to be over.

turned out it's going pretty well. sometimes we just gotta have a little more faith.