There's never a day where I don't feel like this. What sort of feelings? Feelings. A presentiment on the conscious or unconscious state of mind, a sentiment of a solid which could appear for fondness or otherwise. I wish I can this feelings whereby you are in the cloud seven, always smiling about the ridiculous stuffs that people don't find funny, going home in the train turning on your ipod and listening to sweet words lyrics that matches you happy thoughts, you know. Right now, I'm feeling something, and its not that. If you could just try. I thought November this year would be something I look forward to. And just so you know, I'm still feeling pathetic - third-rate, inferior, and worthless. It's different all for the wrong reason.