okay, been bored, really bored. nights weren't brightened. like before, its been so dark i realised.cuz u got so busy, not we hardly talk to each other. but at leats tell me how are u doing for the day. well, guess you're too busy to do so, or to even read this. wells, days were spent so fast, yes mugging and more muggings. it kills. needs more time to do so really. especially missing like 3 days of lessons. cuz of vietnam trip. phew, and yes, work and more work. studying and more studying was did today, went out to study with frens at subway due to the lack of space in library till ard 5? then went to buy some stuff and walked home with jovan, talking and talking, while jocelyn took the train. then went home dropped my stuffs and went off to play volleyball, then leonard nigel me my sis and edward was a team to play with the other group from whitley sec ppl, was a fun game tho. nice. yeah then dived and dived, ran and ran, hit and more hits onto my injury on the left hand near the wrist. but tolerated it, got used to it. used to this pain that was so so deeply cut into me. trying to et over this pain, but it keeps coming back when i gave a hit onto the incoming volley that was towards me. why this, i mean, i enjoyed the game, the sport, but not the pain i suffered so far, not blaming on you but, is there a chance? i dono. im so confused currently, wad to do to myself now. im so going in rounds, round and round nvr ending. wads there to do? i dono. i have no idea. i don wanna escape thru this, i mean, yes it was something i've experienced, but let someone out there, step into my life, make it different and make me believe love will still exist in my life, cuz now i see only friendship, for ppl who cared, who helped. i love you guys out there, the friends who have been helping me getting through everything. thanks for not neglecting me.

can we talk like before? always laughing? i know you're busy, let me know ho you're doing. cuz its like we're strangers, i don hope we are like that. don turn cold on me.

Pls stay sweet my dear,

don hate me now,

i cant tell how this ends.

broken glass

make it the best i ever had.

LOVE does not consist of gazing at each other,

but looking outward together in the same direction