Though I enjoyed my morning and afternoon, slowly it has become more and more depressing. I'm guessing I've spent too much time in this room. But then again, I've gotten accustomed to this environment. I liked being like this.

"Here in the bathroom with me are razor blades. Here is iodine to drink. Here are sleeping pills to swallow. You have a choice. Live or die. Every breath is a choice. Every minute is a choice. To be or not to be. Every time you don’t throw yourself down the stairs, that’s a choice. Every time you don’t crash your car, you reenlist.” - Chuck Palahniuk

I love Radiohead's Creep. Until this moment, it's my ultimate favourite song. I even went to the extend to learn guitar chords for it.

Radiohead
Pablo Honey (1993)
Creep

When you were here before
Couldn't look you in the eye
You're just like an angel
Your skin makes me cry
You float like a feather
In a beautiful world
And I wish I was special
You're so fuckin' special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

I don't care if it hurts
I want to have control
I want a perfect body
I want a perfect soul
I want you to notice
When I'm not around
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo.
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.

She's running out again,
She's running out
She's run run run running out...

Whatever makes you happy
Whatever you want
You're so fuckin' special
I wish I was special...

But I'm a creep, I'm a weirdo,
What the hell am I doing here?
I don't belong here.
I don't belong here.

erm. i'm going to bed early tonight i guess. have succeeded in making myself tired by staying awake the whole day since I woke up early this morning. hmm.. since 6am?