I used to look forward to the weekends. And now, i dread it.

I loved saturday nights. But these days, it's swept by waves of empitness.

I used to like the no. 22 a lot, a whole damn lot. But i dread the coming 22nd, every coming 22nd. And the one next year.

Now, tell me how. How???????

I think i need to arrange my next appointment. Im such a leech.