it really annoys me how much i procrascinate.... i think its unintentional...
like rearranging folders, talking to christina, going on the internet to just check my email and somehow find myself doing much more than that... doing japanese which isn't really procrasinating since its one of my subjects, but it means i'm not doing anything about the subjects i suck at.
siiighh...
its unfortunate how my talent for procrascination becomes better with every year.
i should probably get to learning my phy and chem experiments before i get white hairs the night before trying to cram it all into my brain like i usually do....
and think of something to do with that english story...
If only I could remember his face. I can see those pure white locks going past his shoulders, slim body with the perfect fair skin and two heads taller
Yet his face is unnervingly blank. A piece of paper waiting for something to be written on. No eyes, no mouth, no nose, yet it’s warm and smiling
He learns down and offers his hand out to me, accompanied with some words with a musical quality to it. As I grab onto his hand, I know that everything will be all right, it’s all going to be normal again… but what is normal? Isn’t everything normal already?
A white light blocks out my sight and I fall away from him again, waking from the same dream that haunts me.
Who is he? Why can’t I remember? Is he a friend? No more than that, he’s my brother.
But I don’t even know any albinos.
hehe i think it would just end pretty well like that but i doubt the teachers will agree with me>.<"
is anyone going to magically read this and give me a suggestion? just has to be somehow related to memory and identity. i have some ideas already but mehh i don't know how to write them out, i think i came up with a good kinda crappy endingXDD
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