Terrible

My coke can is barely making a dent on the dark patch of grass I had it sitted on.

And on the metal bench, I perch uncomfortably at the far corner edge. One ear plugged in to Christina and the other ear I listen to a collegue making more demands and wonder what do I need to do to make it all stop. We all have different parts to play in life. Some times it our roles need us to do things that are more unpleasant...

And with my mind wondering like it is. My body went on demostration with its unhappiness with my dinner or maybe my mental state. I hate this feeling. It is so horrible being middle if nowhere, that I wish it was worse.

- Posted on my trusty ifone :)