Sometimes, you’re on a roll. Oftentimes, you’re not.
Half a month into senior year and I feel like doing everything that I can now. But how does one girl with low morale on a Saturday night do that?
A pack of cigarette, a bottle of vodka, sleep and hangover?
Maybe a little less naughty. Hardwork maybe, lots of reading, and sleep?
Oh, I’m subscribing again to Inquirer tomorrow.