I have never stopped loving you. And all I want and wish is for you to be happy. If that means you have to kick me out of your life forever, then I'll just have to learn how to deal with it.

Just as long as you are happy.

Did you think I forgot?

It's your birthday when the clock strikes twelve. Do you remember when we were at Vivo rooftop, I lying down on your lap alternating between looking at the stars and your eyes? We spoke about what we could do together on both of our birthdays. My birthday has past, and you played your part. You have made it so special to me. But now's your turn, and I don't even get a shot at creating the perfect birthday for you. For us.

There's a scar on the left side of my cheekbone, I just realised. I don't know where that one came from.

My body clock is basically screwed. Took the first bus home this morning to have my grandmother ranting about responsibility. My phone died, and that barely happens. Dropped dead on my bed, and slept till four. Xueying crashed as well and took off for lunch without me knowing.

Now, it's ten or so and I don't know if I'll be able to sleep.

The release of our promotional results this week has been extremely nerve-wrecking, what with the amount of failures, and the surprises we never expected at all.

You know how reality just makes everything unfair for us? That's definitely obvious every single day, but in one day, just one, it can be over the roof. It's difficult to see close friends, acquaintances; breakdown and weep, and hide themselves to search for some glimmer of hope as they crumble in the process. It's difficult to just stand there, useless, and not be able to help that one other just cause you don't know what you could do, or say, in order to make the other feel better. It's difficult to see your friend lose herself in a way you never thought imaginable, so as to take it to such extreme levels, it's too overwhelming. And all you can do is just stay still and listen and be unable to suggest options because you no longer know what is best, and what is right anymore.

This is our second last week of the semester (and school year, for that matter). Despite the results, we have loosened up a bit now that PW is completely over (after fucking aeons of misery) and MTL. The school year is drawing into a close, and we honestly have lost all mood to study. In fact, CCA has been taking most of our time now. There's Drama 3 days a week: Wednesday to Friday. It's tiring and draining, but good fun! I've realised that ever since our members filtered out till we had a selective few left, we bonded so much. We're even tighter as girlfriends (and boyfriends, haha) these days. We've got an external trainer coming in to coach us for SYF which is spankin! I think we'll be working our butts off in the coming months, but I'm sure it will all (in the end) be worth it. Ewww, that sounded cheesy.

Been going out a lot with the Drama babes. Instead of ideally spending Halloween in places like Zouk, we headed to Hog's Breath Cafe at Chijmes for dinner together. The steak was oozing in its culinary splendour, the experience was nearly orgasmic! Had a few drinks as well.


























































Last Tuesday, we headed to Holland V for lunch and ice cream! The weather was cold cause it was raining a bit. Was chilly, but the breeze was really soothing. Ran into some people we knew, too!

Happy Teachers' Day!
Our true heroes. ♥
I spent the rest of Monday out with Vick at Orchard right after the drama production. Spent $118.60. ZOMG!?

I seriously hate to say this. I don't know if it is me or is everyone just so distant and different? I feel like everyone's just walking zombies without any proper conscience and are too engulfed in their own conceited goals and problems.

It's sickening.

Note to self: Catch a breath. Seriously.

P.S. If you're about to catch The Final Destination, don't. Cause I've just lost my appetite for the next few days.