Aimer par dessus tout.

Love above all, for God is love.

I am fully convinced that there is none beside me eternally with the exception of God alone. Friends cannot be with me always, I understand. But still, expectations will always be existent and despite knowing where you're coming from, I am neither upset nor mad. Just disappointed even though I knew that you'll say you can't make it. I mean I wouldn't like text and ask to meet all of a sudden of no apparent reason, knowing very well Alevels are approaching and we're all busy with mugging, would I? Because if it were you, I'll probably rush down to at the very least offer a listening ear?

Forgive me if I sound as if i'm faulting you, I truly am not but lack anyway else to put it across. This strange feeling along the lines of worry, anxiety and lost, really isn't to much of my liking. An episode of glee hasn't helped either and that is plain awful. On top of that, I know the only people who might possibly give a shit are working and still stuck in camp on a Friday night. I suppose there are only the handful whom I know for sure I can always count on anytime, anywhere, and I'm thankful for them.

I really want to sleep it away, yet I can't bring myself to with only 38days left. I am fearful and giving up seems largely the better option, but I want to do this with God strength. I'll certainly pull through this someway or another.