missing days

My heart drowned in the sands of loneliness;
Darkness engulfing me frm all the directions;
searching for help in desperate , i sat alone;
coldness penetrating my soul in this damn nite;
a ray of love dawned with its hands embracing me;
burning care gave its warmth to my soul;
the affection lightened my kingdom with joy;
sadness cloud passed away from ma sky;
showering happiness from above over me;
life bloomed in everything im made of;
all the happiness in this world belongs to me;
yet it stands away winking at me;
for me to posses it one day all for myself;
and for the rest of my life;
awaiting that day eagerly and counting on every second;
to hear the voice i love;
standing on the other side of the shore; i wait for your call...
to my beloved one

my class room

the unique one with 56 gals out numbering guys (jus sum 30 in no.). The green board (no black board) has never attractive to me even with decorations.

its elective period with full of gals (never mind those 4 guys ). i seriously don understand how people at first 2 rows keep on taking notes. i cant 4 god sake. My frnd s busy with her spin a yawn business. i cant control my laugh on looking her story. i even counted d no. of fans (8) light (12) and windows (6). the only notes i took 4 the whole of 1 hr s "therapeutic drugs" i even dunno wat it xactly means. am i the only one to be like this. i really dunno. my class is a really nice place to njoy.