someone

Went out today with my parents. Cut my hair!!! And i don't really like it.
I guess i'll have to leave with it. Part and partial of life - I'm getting used to it.

The start of the new semester marks the beginning of a stressful year indeed. A very competitive class. Or maybe I was never good enough. How I wish I was back in the seconday school days, having no worries but except for the exams and tests. Everyday, I can play bball with them after school, trainings and all. Why does one treasure only treasure the things after they lost it??

Yet another school week ahead.


Maybe I just need someone.