i slept at 8am and woke up at 4pm for the whole weekend. we're just like a dead zombie, the homeless zombie. my body are strengthless. my eyes look like a panda and the face so pale. the classmate ask me if im sick or PMS. no, im fine. who are WE ? she and myself had a great weekend together. *she is refer to somebody who dont belong here, in my Blog* we had a heart-to-heart conversation, sometimes we kept everything in silent but most of the time we share our dirty little secret. i trusted her. we played rollerblade till 2am. we non-stop eating. we shisha-ed at many places. i accompany her smoke in a dark valley. we did some stupid things and yes, i felt great! i hate when i didnt have enough rest. so fucked-up!
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