Was walking home from school but the moon caught my eye. So beautiful. Still remember those times when I stay up late just to read up a book on the moon, the sun and the stars while holding onto my binoculars as I look outside my bedroom window. Stupid of me to have actually sold them off, idiot. Then falling asleep while staring at it. Missed those days.

Finally done with my freaking lumbar support model which look damn bloody stupid. Nevermind, Mom's gonna help me find some stuff to make it look better. Not done with drawings still. Sleepless nights ahead, but why am I not surprised ? Fuck it.

I've always wanted to do something like that, but who am I kidding ? It'll never happen. Atleast not in a few years time. Sigh.

When you can't seem to find the right words to make them understand. But if those words were meant to be said, somehow, it'll find a way to be understood.