the only thing i know about eom is that it stands for evaluation of materials [i think] and that the final draft [hoho i dont rem doing the first or second draft] is due on the 15th of this month [5 more days!!!].
oh me goodness.

i dont know anymore. i really dont know. do you know? cant be too sure. barricade ourselves in guard our fortress with fake smiles and blatant white lies being our guard but once in a while they come, mortal beings so sincere and nice that they melt down our defences but for how long? not long enough it seems because somehow they can see through our lies all the deceit the cover's blown and the smile keeps slipping off our faces no matter how hard we try to put it until it looks almost grossly art-esque and decidedly fake.

had my haircut, again.
and now i look like a boy. heh. my head feels a gazillion times lighter.
feels like a load off my shoulders. aaah. but the feeling's temporary.

arent you tired? i know i am. absolute randomness. what's wrong with the world mama?

and wads wrong with mama?
bye now.