Humans are so paradoxical.

I wish for this weekend to fly pass, so Monday will come quickly. Yet I don't want it to come quickly because it will also meant 3 days will be over soon. I am hoping this busy period will be over soon, as I can come back quickly from laos. Yet I am afraid time will pass way too fast, and soon it will be august.

Somehow whenever late night comes, I tend to think a lot. personally, I have no idea whats the correlation between the colour of the sky and my thoughts. Probably as it gets darker, so does my thoughts. As we spend more time together, I have got use to life with you around. And I really have no idea how am I going to get use to the life without this extension of me.

I miss you.