good morning

so i wake to another day. its a perfect day. or i hope it will be.

no hangover. no headaches. juz a sore throat.

which means. no more singing so there goes the recording.

its a realli small place realli. this island i call home (like i had a choice)

i met * yesterdae. and. realli. its a perfect killjoy.

* btw happens to be someone i rather have nothing to do with again in this life.

potential bipolar/schizo/paraniod piece of something.

period.

a lil voice inside reminds me of my resolution.

*be happy*

so i will.

im off to study now. waiting for phunkedchildkidz to arrive.

he's my study group partner since forever. and im glad its that way.

6 months to graduation.

6 months to emancipation.

6 months to a new beginning.

^^^^^^^^^^^

represents hope.

and what i always say about hope.

Sometimes, a lil hope goes a long way. A lil pain, further.

But. i'll try to happy. sorry fairy godfather/mother (im not sexist)

i'll be nice.

signing off.