Is it possible to be tired of life?

I think it is. Because I think I am.

Hmm. Let's see. What do I like? Debate. Reading. Calligraphy. Manga. The Internet. Fanfiction. Thinking. Music. Bus and MRT rides.

All I want now is a cold shower, my love for debate reinstated, hole up in the library and read, practice calligraphy, have 24/7 Internet access with the laptop(get my mother off it for once, damnit!), read and write fanfiction, have a long time to think, download music into my iPod(I want it back, you frickin' thief), nad to take the bus and MRT with my iPod plugged in, and running to the end of the line.

Of which I can do none, and I'll never be able to do it all in one day.

Anyway, the only times I can use the laptop at home is when my mother's out, and only for things like debate research. So others are confined to school coms. Then the second she gets home, I have to save everything and get the hell off the com.

For-goodness-sake, she's playing PET SOCIETY.

And the Internet is the one of three ways I can escape from life. Even if only temporarily. That's why I forgo half of lunch and all of recess to use the com at the comlab.

Escaping from life is one thing I want to do. Before I lose hope in life, completely. I need a refill.

No one heard me, right?