没有你的第一百三十二天

argh.
suffering.
my brain's dead like shit.
its stuffed with only SPA,
nothing but SPA.
& i just cant seems to remember them clearly.
argh.
agony luh.
i hope wednesday ends, cca stops,friday ends,saturday soon.
yeah, thats it when you hope.
thats it.

what do you see when you looked into my eyes?
spell them.