sheesh

summer... fresh and crisp. the breeze and the heat. silverlinings.
it'd be nice to be able to spend some hour writing out and figuring out. it's probably the worst summer ever. sad. must the last be the worst?
the nice thing is, it's another week till i can start a brand new chapter, i am NOT pushing anything to the back of my mind, i've learnt the danger in doing that. let this summer not be forgotten, let nothing be. its not for hurting me more, it's just so that i can effectively restrain myself from going there again. some obstacles are just mere illusion. but now, illusion is not to be underrated, illusion has infinite ways to trick you into, whatever it is that illusion does. its evil. anything that takes you away from reality is evvil.
been there, done that. its stupid to go back there doing the same old that.
so what the deally? is tomorrow the moment of truth? the journals, the homework and the talking into. its only a week left, might as well give my best. (whats with the rhyme?) it's time like this that i feel ridiculously righteous, insightful, it's annoying.