Love comes again

Today, I officially give up. Just like how I gave up on doing my Chemistry test at school, earlier this afternoon. Something tells me I'm going to fail the test. It was like, we had another half an hour or so to go, everyone was still busy with the test and there I was, writing little notes to myself in my school journal and thinking about what I might have for dinner.

If you don't know the answer, you just don't know it, right? The answer's not going to pop right into your head, not even if you stare at the question a little longer, a little harder. (Actually, sometimes it does. But........ That's sort of beside the point I'm trying to make.) And if you've lost yourselves at sea, you've lost each other. End of story. Ahah, I tell such bad stories!

This is too dry. I need to find a new hobby. Delete this later, maybe.

People wear out too easily.