75 hours and counting...

PHEW. Tough week. The weekend is really needed I tell you. R&R.

Mon.'s the final rehearsal and then that's it. Half an hour on tues. afternoon with prove whether Drama has been any good for the past 6 months.

Currently mathing and cheming... 3 tests ahead GP, Bio, Math.

Plus 1 wrist strain and a bloody carpet burn (as in literal blood). It's more of burnout than stressed out. Long hours are just draining.

Damp lanes

Slumber sewer

walks. Tired darkness

fading.

Solitude

Cobble stones and the drip drop

of the after rain.

Presipitates the glass

across the vast road.

.....zzz....can't I slack for once :*

PS: The fun run and being gay tiger really brought life after all ^.^