i'm feeling so vexed now...
i don't know whats going on.
been thinking alot...lots of shit in my mind.
on one hand i'm glad that finally i'm moving out...
on the other hand i'm already so used to this place.
so much had happened in this room. So sweet yet so bitter yet so sour...
i just can't get the shit out of my mind.
so many things i wanna pour out. but where to?
no one i can talk to.
i hate people whom tell everybody about my private life.
and it just goes one big round and comes back to me. WTH!
life is so boring if not for wen.
sorry that i upset you.
i just can't help it, i'm in such foul mood.
Tomorrow or rather in another couple of hours i gotta finish packing everything.
Been digging out so many things, and obviously it hurts.
every piece of "rubbish" that i clear out have a story of its own.
thou some goes into the garbage bag, some goes into my boxes..
every piece reminds me of something. be it sweet, bitter or sour.
"Nothing is
confirmed until it happen" h@o™'s quote
something had happened and no matter whether u regret it or not, it already happened.
so whats the point? regret or not doesn't matter anymore. Because it happened.
回不去 了
end of this month, uncle bok, chef tat and auntie lucy retiring.
in apx 12 hours time, i'm going sunrice to enquire about the course i'm planning to study.
