"2am is for the poets who can't sleep because their minds are alive with words for someone who's not there.
For the alcoholics drinking themselves into amnesia to forget someone who left.
2am is not for the lovers asleep in each other's arms.
It is for the lonely, the ones who are in love with the loved but are not loved in return."

I think I've almost forgotten how much I love reading.

Taking UOL exam for the 2nd time & with all my heart hoping that this would be the last. I really can't wait to get this over & done with, take my degree cert & move on with my life. Past school, past exams. For good. Each time I started working I find myself reminiscing how much I miss school, but this time I'm gna make sure I rmb how much I loath exams stress & nvr to say it again. What I miss is the time spent with friends, the fun & the slack old carefree days which in SIM, is nowhere near that.

Every day, in midst of keeping myself awake with caffeine & lots of junk food, I drift away with the thoughts of so much that I wna do after this. I wna have a good run, swim, a good drinking session & get high & drunk. I wna catch up with the movies & shows & spend some quality time with the ones I had to miss during these few weeks. I wna have a good meal & devour my all-time favorite sushi. I wna have ample amount of sleep to replenish the little hours I had & the late nights. I wna blog again. I wna have a good shop with my dearest shopaholics. I wna make up for my bad temper & brushed off dates with the ever so patient, loving & supportive bf of mine. I wna travel & have fun with the ones I love. And I wna get some good books & start reading again.

Fly away, May.

Life is gna be good after this.