you take my hand to guide me home

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I am doing math.

No, I’m not. I’m here, blogging because my brain is tired. I think my brain is panting. Brain? Hello? Are you tired? I can feel you breathing down my neck. Math makes me seasick because the numbers are just swimming in my head and I keep drawing the wrong lines. I think I’m distracted by the fact that I need a new notebook STAT because I have a lot of things I want to do.

I don’t get the basics, how do I get the advanced parts? Need a life jacket over here. Ah, yes, now I’m floating… Oh no, air is leaking out of the float and I’m sinking again. That is how I constantly feel when I’m doing math. Whatever math you name, I’ll be lost in between.

I have things to do! I can’t be looking at my math every single day! I need my notebook! *cries* Pen and paper doesn’t feel the same anymoooore. I want my Microsoft Word. My phone has the Microsoft Word application but I’ll be wearing my thumbs out if I type out 50000 words. No way I’m losing my thumbs to my insignificant phone.

You said it, brother.

Anyways, I’m kind of at a loss for words again. I just want a new laptop and someone to help me unload my old hard disc into the new one. I want my old files back. Even though I told myself that it’s nothing important and I can do everything again, I can’t!! I need my things.

Okay, there’s been too many ‘I’s used.

I should go and complete my homework now.

P.S: Baby (the beagle and no, that’s not his real name) has a cute collar. He looks adorable but somehow the Green Day tie around his neck looked cuter. (: