Today, I was late for school and I didn't manage to finish CLSP tutorial. Gave up on the 1st question... totally forget the format.
Had meeting for SC recruitment.
Got society shirt, took group pics (:
HAHAHA. damn chui, I shouldn't clip my hair on the right side anymore.
Sigh. I am so tired.
I've never been so physically and mentally tired... although I slept quite a lot for the past 2 days.
School this week quite slack. No EAA, no projects left.. except for IFA.
Harry Potter & New Moon is coming.
I am not going to watch them with the same company I went, right?
Not looking forward to many things.
Not looking to this coming holiday...
School is a chore, life is becoming a chore to me too.
^updated: SWY, my girl. You're making me cry ):
I think you probably went through more than I do. I feel ashamed.
"People have scars. In all sorts of unexpected places. Like secret road maps of their personal histories. Diagrams of all their old wounds. Most of our wounds heal, leaving nothing behind but a scar. But some of them don't. Some wounds we carry with us everywhere and though the cut's long gone, the pain still lingers. What's worse, new wounds which are so horribly painful or old wounds that should've healed years ago and never did? Maybe our old wounds teach us something. They remind us where we've been and what we've overcome. They teach us lessons about what to avoid in the future."
I wish I can understand it. I thought I am one of the most pessimistic being on Earth. I am not, I see hope, in another way. It's because I still carry hopes, that's why I am stuck.
But still, thanks girl.. I really appreciate and am really touched by your post. Really.
and... Xf, for last night.
Don't be silly, you just have to be yourself. I like you this way (:
hmm. I've got the sudden urge to meet darlings. I miss out their life for like 2 months for wee and 3 months for cyy ):
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