i still don't have a class
it's 5: 17 in the afternoon already
and Jim's not yet online to study with me
on the other hand i'm blogging
writing my endless boredom
i wish you'll read this
i wish you feel this short greeting
for today is friday
i wish tomorrow,
you will have a good weekend
i'm sure i'll miss you
but we have to accept it
we are just one in a dream
forever...
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