It is 3:41am now. It is Tuesday now, is not a monday anymore.
I had spend all my time in cyber cafe to watch movie, to online, even to Facebook.
I know once I enter my room, I will start thinking.
Thinking that sometimes is won't happen again.
There's a sad story became a history.
And this history is stored inside my heart
For future uses to prevent that I will get hurt in some days else.
Yet, I do tired, but is not tired on physically, in mentally acutally.