WADDLE WADDLE.

RongMing and AhBoon uncle! :D

Woke up for school. Last day of term 1. 3E1 is considered quite bonded for a new class who barely knew each other for less than 3 months. Yesterday's victory was still a great glory and acknowlegement to our efforts :) Of course, last day also meant spam homework day. HAH, all the teachers gave homeworks with no mercy! :b

After school had dance in the music room. Rather slacky as teacher mostly trained on the green and red groups rather than the pink group. Went canteen with wenle and was chatting with Damien & KevinFoo, they were flooding me about science and magic of anime? OMG, so gross. BLOOD. They're pervertic! Dance ended, took 88 home.

KevinK, Brian and darren came my house. Bathed and went bugis. The story of my day shall end here. As i do not want to one day reflect and read back on my life and see how terrible today went. I just need to remember the conclusion of tonight.
' I BROKE DOWN, I REACHED MY MAX.'
I guess it was the first time they see me pissed. Seriously, who would ever knew what was the main reason behind those angry faces. The truth is, i'm sad. MEMORIES are flowing like free flow of cokes in restaurants. And the part that hurts me most was, it didn't bother you at all. Not even at all. Sorry people, today's really tiring.

Something just keeps tellings me that you aint that bad. But the truth is presented in front of me time and again, telling me not to be silly. I'm still, unwillingly, trying to accept reality.
You just ask for the sake of asking. Come on, can you a least show more sincerity? Just ask and let it get over you, its just a nothing to you. Might as well not ask in the first place. I really ponder hard how does all these things not recall anything for you? Everyday, theres at least one time which my heart will sour upon remembering the memories that we used to had. I didn't want to recall it. But something as simple as, just looking at the ice cream man, or even the journey home from 88 bus stop, even the bus stop itself, brings back memories of you.

Sorry, this blog has really became my emotions dumping ground. Life was well, and then it became perfect after i had you. Now, it's just challenging (tough), extremely.

It's so unpractical to share how you feel with people. They can't do anything, but you made one person go sad with you if they are really your fried. If i really had a choice, i wished i could completely delete all those memories with no undo buttons. I would rather not go through this happiness to receive disappointment and sadness as a conclusion. A part of me is telling me that, the past ain't coming back anymore. However, another part of me still refuse to believe it that way. Life is forever s contradicting.

I did alot alot of thinking, but it just gets me more tired with no conclusions. I should end here.

Throat hurts like shit, i wanna go into coma.