Two more days until the semester starts. As always, its a heavy feeling but at the same time, I feel like..gosh its about time I start stressing out about studying again. Being at home for 2 months does not do you any good. The only thing worth celebrating about is the that I finally passed my driving's test and I have gone to "Modern Age Man" on typing maniac.

Woo!

I'm not exactly looking forward to the next semester, but I can't wait for what's in store. I hope that it will be a little less controversial and messy as last semester. Plus, no more getting caught. Seriously, enough is enough.

I'm expecting a lot of emotional moments though. I have a strong feeling that I'll get hurt a lot worse next semester. It comes with the territory doesn't it? The more you care for someone the more capable they are of screwing the fuck out of you.

I also expect, they'll be a balance to that. To neutralize things, you know? Ying and Yang. If I'm going to get depressed, I sure as hell have to get my share of awesome moments too.

For some reason, I also feel like I'm going to start having a little less grip on one person and a strong one for the other. I might start losing a friend slowly, but hopefully a new one takes his place...soon. I feel like I'm going to be left alone to fend for myself.

One thing friendship has taught me is that, it is as hard as any other relationship..maybe even harder. When do you draw the line? When do you start expecting and when do you stop doing so?

I hope to god you won't go, but if you do, don't say goodbye. It sounds too final.

I also hope to learn more. Not just study wise (I hope for that too) but about people in general. Not only learn, but to put it to use. Skills I need to develop for the better good later on. That sounded too much like batman.

I FUCKING NEED TO GET MY HUMOUR BACK TOO!!!!

It used to be so simple. I want that. That simplicity. I want to start making fun of things again. Talk about random shit that people hate. WESTLIFE~~!!

Gahh!! Fingers crossed for that.