am i ready for university?

i don't know.

to do, pt. 9999

back from a lovely vacation, now here comes the busy life.

asap: PRACTICE DRIVING HOLY FLYING FUCK, uni textbook(s) (wait for classes to start), buy a new backpack, binders and shit, CALL SHAHAR & ASK ABOUT G2 TEST WTFFFFF

sunday aug. 29 - ancop walk

monday aug. 30 - dominic's.......? :)

thursday sept. 2 - G2 HOLY FLYING FUCK

saturday sept. 4 - filipino day @ wonderland

tuesday sept. 7 - mcmaster mandatory math test (alliteration ftw) at 8:30AM... fuck. pick up macpass in between 9-11AM. vampire weekend/beach house concert later that day? alexisonfire @ 1280 patio, 10:30PM

thursday sept. 9 - goodbye easy life, hello engineering I

really?

well, if my summer isn't already over.

waiting hurts. but then again, i could be waiting for absolutely nothing. time wasted? maybe.

then a phone call made me realize i'm wrong.

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love is watching someone die.

RIP.

for once in my life, i felt true empathy. maybe i actually have a heart lol.

why the fuck do i always (make myself) feel this way?

dear mind, dear subconscience, dear paranoia...

dear me,

make my fucking day.

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why this little animal brings so much thought and contemplation upon me, i don't know... lol.

it's a clear and strong sense of favouritism. i'm often left behind in the shadows of the superior, those who put more effort... those who matter. i'm only wanted for what's the least important about me. i want to be recognized as a friend, and not just for the insignificant things.

optimism, optimism.

i guess i was in your shoes... but i'm really not. feels like it though. sorry.