Hypnoticed.

Nightmare starts again today. I haven't even got the courage to look at the schedules today. I shall call this, pathetic. As usual. The room's messy, my brain is stuffed, my fingers are glued to the keyboard, my legs are freezing cold, headphones laying on the floor, bed- very messy indeed. I'm a mess plus the lack of the clean freak I used to be. Last night, it was such a bore except for the food fest in la ol' home, Wangsa Maju. I found a whole bunch of old pictures clotting the space. Including the pictures back in Manchester.

(La dumb-asses, geeks and chavs of 8 White /07-08)

I just love scanning through the memories.