After all, you're my Wonderwall

i feel empty. like there is something/someone missing in my current life. i don't quite know what is missing but it creates a hole in my mind, waiting to be filled in by...something. like an empty mould without fillings in it. recently, i was always caught staring out to the space, waist-deep in thoughts. they asked what was i thinking, there was nothing much actually. just random thoughts. random thoughts had make their way to me. they're always racing rapidly in my mind, at most of the time. i couldn't really explain why is that. oh, if i ever start to think straight. and the strangest part is, i wouldn't be having writer's block when i'm melancholic/nostalgic.


by now, i'm actually thinking things to do in December.

I want to catch up with my high school friends again. last Friday night wasn't quite enough. i am also hoping for another class gathering. i want to go to The Prom held by the hotel management students but am too broke to buy a dress, too lazy to doll up for the night and too tired to look for a date. sigh. get my old Motorola V3 fixed as soon as possible, in case my CSL died on me. most importantly, do well in my finals and maintain my 3-pointer. (think of the guitar, Kay! motivation, MOTIVATION.)

no doubt December is going to be one hell of a busy month, with events and assignments all lining and piling up on my doorstep. but i hope it is going to be a good month.

good riddance, November. please be good, December.