Writer's Block

Yet another unproductive day. Woke up late at about noon and missed breekie at the dining hall. Cooked my own breekie cum lunch of oats instead. Did my essay but had the writer's block. Didn't manage to write much. Went surfing on the net and chatting with people on Windows Live Messenger. I just do not like it when I'm unable to sign in with WLM and I've to use the IM software, Pidgin.

Had dinner and managed to at least work on half my essay. I've now about slightly more than half the essay to complete and I can fully concentrate on studying for my 3 exam papers. I'm afraid. I'm very afraid of failing, which the chances of it is very very high.

Was feeling well the whole day, but now that I'm going to sleep, I was hurt. Well, a stab in the heart. Perhaps, I would say, many stabs. Someone's hurt and it's anticipated. This is a game where people gets hurt and I'm always the one in the game. It always is me, never once was it the other player.

Goodnight while I drown myself in blood and cry myself to sleep.