finally.. a gasp of breath..

pmr seemed so long ago.. nevertheless i especially miss those five days of intense pressure and 6.20am wake up calls.. but well, all good things have to come to an end.. (gasp of relief) same goes to the bad things too.. i think... besides, the end of pmr isnt as exciting and relieving as i once thought.. its boring and the loneliness is endless.. i need an escape.. somewhere far.. or maybe i'll just sit in my room whining on why my friends dont care to call me out or even inform me of any plans.. well, like my blog title says.. and my newfound motto?: 'put a toe into my damned life and you be the verdict!'