exactly for 12 hours i slept.
fainted at 7 pm and wide awoke at 7 am with the overwhelmed feeling of - i just missed out on something. i love the night more than the daylight. and i despised myself for missed it. i might having fun last night. i might just laying on the couch, sipping tea. watching have-been-watched-dozen-times movies. laughing and nonsensing with my mates. going out for dinner and have some hysterical stories. i dont know other people, but thats how i define the fun.
second thought - last night i likely might will sitting on the vary corner crying because of the feeling of unbearable despairation of two killer papers IT and LAW that have killed me and the presence of period pain. thank God i missed last night.
