There are times when I feel empty for no apparent reason and this is one of them. Bon Iver’s Blindsided on repeat and everything is starting to sink in. 

I wrote this a few months back on my livejournal. So deep~*, I know. I have this tendency to become sentimental especially when I listen to sad songs aka my comfort songs. But right now I’m listening to The Drums so I don’t really know what’s making me sad. Probably because:

1. I have a fat chance of going to Singapore for Laneway this February. Ugh, the line-up, it’s to die for. Not really to die for but whenever I think about the line-up I can’t help but to let out a deep sigh. 
2. The scores of my exams might be nothing but disappointment. No regrets, though. Because I have brought this onto myself.  
3. There’s this one guy… And he’s something else. But I kind of act like a total jerk when he’s around. So…  
4. I miss my friends. I wish weekends weren’t invented so I could be with them all week. How I wish we all live in the same house so we could laugh every second of the frakking day. But that would be too much because we would get tired of each other, eventually. 

I’m going to bed now. Or maybe read a couple of pages of A Clash of Kings because it’s been two months since I bought it. And I’m still stuck on page 144.

This past week has been swell. And I can’t thank the Universe enough for it. Even though, You have this tendency of conspiring against me and making everything sucky and all. Thank you, really. You go, the Universe.