yesterday i was walking ard with edmund
stepped into a shop tt was playing wang lee hom's Ni Bu Zai.
and something inside knotted. dont ask me why i dont know.

Ed asked me a few questions
which i dont have answers to, and it really hurt inside, somehow.
i guess some things, you have to learn to get used to.
oh well we shall see how things will go after tml.
there's no more choir, no more contact with so many people
and this will really test how strong ties forged during the past 1 yr and half are.

i think i can just forget about studying
my past 2 days were spent in shopping frenzy, and getting ms lim's stuff done.
down the drain goes my art paper.

sometimes you just have to tell yourself not to cry over such things.
its not worth it. bu zhi de.