there's no room in this hell, there's no room in the next
but does anyone notice, there's a corpse in this bed

the new year starts with a bang, for most people. or atleast with a smile, an acknowledgement of a new start.
my new year began with...jeez, i can't even remember how it began. i just remember waking up, and a blur os scenes invovling my cousins laughing jeeringly at how some of us were asleep while they stayed up and watched movies. i had a whole topic to write here, but i am so, /so/ tired right now. i can't think of anything. i can't understand what to write, or what to /do/.
i'd say i miss saad, but then why should i? i'm so tired of always being the one to apologize in situations like this, where i'm not the one at fault. i'm sick of it. i feel like i've turned into this bitter, shriveled up mushroom. i don't like it, but i know that if i stay this way no one will like me and it doesn't seem like a bad thing anymore. i'm so tired.