Why is it just so hard to get on with life...
I'm worried. I'm worried about the tests, im worried about the results
Nothing just seems to be going right. Or maybe they are, which means that this is way I'm destined to lead my life.
I feel so useless
Being such a coward
But i guess I only have myself to blame.
I think that there are so many opportunities out there, so many chances for me to grasp.
But i just keep letting go.
Because i'm scared.



It was a night, but not any ordinary night. He felt this strange sense of coldness, not literal, but this feeling deep down in his heart. It was 9pm and he was on his way home from a movie outing with his usual group of friends. He had wanted so much to be able to go out with her. Especially on this special day. Her birthday.
He had asked her out many times, but all attempts were futile. I'm busy. My parents do not allow me. He remembered these short sentences which were ubiquitous in her replies to his request.
But it was a Sunday. And no way was he going to stay at home on a Sunday evening, so he had deicded to catch a movie with his friends. For old times sake, but the thought of her never left his mind. Never.
During the movie, he would occasionally turn to face the empty seat beside him. The movie was not horrible or anything like that, but turning around, he would just imagine that she was right there, on that very seat, right beside him, enjoying a moment in time...
And now, as he walked home with slow and heavy footsteps, he could not help but sigh, for he knew that his chances were almost bleak. He walked past the local shoppning mall; it was part of his path that he usually takes to go home. Suddenly, he caught sight of something. Wait. No. Not something. Someone.
He had recignised her at a glance. Those beautiful eyes, long silky hair, and a complextion that one could call perfect. But she was not alone. Beside her, dressed somewhat properly, was a person he was all too familiar with. They were holding hands. A simple action, but yet it means so much.

[ Oh crap im tired. I shall go to sleep now. Ur. I mean have my nap. ]

& well, at least sleeping is a good way to escape from the troubles of reality. Only in that dream world will things finally go your way.  
My dream has come true