I want to write, but I don't know what to write. Yeah. I think I really need to get into the mood. Or something. Not right now. I need alone time in my room. And maybe someone to make me sad. I bet with all the water works, I'll find something to write even though it's won't be relevant at all to anything that I'm going through.
And I'm going back to KL today. Too much of lazing around doing nothing in Ayer Baloi, waking up late, eating too much. Too bad I haven't renewed my passport, or else I would've persuaded dad to bring me down to Singapore. Thought of going radio hunting. But in reality, I haven't even posted my AA form yet. Nevermind.