[Your touch ain't so familiar anymore] I'm dead awake & I'm not even in the comfort of my own bed. Icy-cold marble balcony floor stings my legs. I wanna go home now but I'm just so numbed by the coldness. It's pretty good actually, considering how mofuckum hot it's been of late. 6 more hours until MacroE is over. I'm craving for muffins. I mean like fucking edible blueberry muffins la! I've been awake since 9am yesterday, Thursday. It's 5am now, Friday. I really wanna go home. But the cab's too expensive. Will my mommy be up to even notice I was gone for the night? Would she even realize I came back from work first before heading out again? Or does she hate me now (I'm assuming fine letter has arrived)?
I'm dying for a nice cuddle. But not here. I want my bed. Nao. Oh, fuck. MacroE prez soon. Well, Good Morning.
