I FEEL LIKE FLYING

I just saw a bird while walking down the street. Flying. I envy that bird so bad. I wish I could meet Patch, my fallen-slash-guardian angel. Have you read Hush, hush? I love that book so much. But I love Patch MORE. *sigh* When will I ever met him? It's Friday. And I'm all alone in this place I called hell. That's why I wanna fly so bad. It's my dream. My big dream. A dream that I would never reach. Well, maybe I could if I BELIEVE. Oh well. Feeling relieved school's over. But then I got to do homeworks. So suckish. Told ya, I could never fly. Even though they call me fly.