STAMINA

I came home right after the class was finally over.
Feeling like talking sometihing, but somehow I lost the ability and the intention to talk, even just to form a phrase.

Listening to all the random songs flows out of my lovely ipod nano, I suddenly figure out that I have nothing and I'm totally pathetic. An empty home seems too cold to stay inside, so I play eight episodes of "friends," which I shouldn't have watched those and leave all those stuffs to do lying on my desk.

Tired from my heart.




Again, my choice, and I have to stick to it