My friends were talking about miracles and I feel that the biggest miracle is not when a dying person is cured but a miracle is performed when you can change a bad person for the better. I don't think any Tom, Dick or Harry can simply improve a person's character for the better because it is no easy feat. And at this point in writing, I suddenly realise that I don't know why I am writing this. I think I am just blabbering whatever shit I can to make up for the absence of my writing for the past few days and for the next few days. Oh yes, I am kinda feeling real bored with my life right now, I dunno why I am bored when I am supposed to be busy doing research for my freaking thesis. I suddenly feel so inert, don't wana care a damn about anything or move an inch. Just wana curl up in bed and sleep as much as I please. My eyes hurt and get tired very easily these days, I wonder if these are the long term side effects of wearing contact lens. I wana slack and slack and slack...