It's starting to hurt again... He's in pain... but there's just nothing he can do... He's supposed to finish 2 chapters... He's at page 3... He knows his results will suffer... but that's the least of the problems he has now.. Why does this have to happen to him now... The only thing that can lift his spirits up, isn't ktv, isn't pool, isn't As for his papers, isn't a movie... even 10 pairs of new shoes can't even make him smile... All he needs, is just a phonecall... One with complains and whinning... One that makes him sit on the covered shelter and chat his night away, until the campus security comes and asks for his matric card... One where he doesn't need to worry about the call ending in an hour's time... One called just for the sake of talking... One call that could make everything just seem so insignificant... One call like last time... before everything happened... He wished he hadn't asked last wednesday... And just the week before it felt like everything was going to be alright... Now everything just seemed so wrong... He just feels so horrible... and it isn't even night time yet... There used to be msges of concern, now there isn't even a response... He is just wasting his life away... Compared to this, Cheerobics finals was a walk in the park... He want's to shout.. but he might wake his dad up... He want's to drive.. but he has no car... He want's to eat... but he's already sick of Mac-Wings... He want's to punch someone... but he'll probably get beaten up instead... He want's to see her... but he doesn't know what to say anymore... Why are you doing this..............
