We are all broken and wounded in this world. Some choose to grow strong at the
broken places.

But for me, I chose to keep quiet even though it’s killing me from inside. I chose not to tell or show to anyone the feelings that I’m going through. I don’t know why, but it’s like …… so not fair. Yes, it’s never fair to me when it comes to this kind of thing. Reflecting back, I don’t know what did I do to deserve this? I know my mistake and I’ve apologise. But these things just can’t stop haunting me.
I’m also a human who has that-so-called feeling.
You’re already happy with what you have now, I suppose. But as what people normally say, if you’re happy, then I don’t see the reason why I’m not happy for you.
I’ll move on. But it takes time to forget the ones that are the so-called-special to me.



Vesak day today. And I think I’ll be rotting myself at home today. Yeah.
Should I come school tomorrow? Most of the classmates will not be coming. But most of my floorball mates say that, the more people that doesn’t turn up for tomorrow’s class, the higher your chance of getting a better grade. And I seriously need that. I’ve been slacking for the presentation this week. What’s more, tomorrow is the module on Computing and Mathematics which I think I’m weak at. “BUT! What if everyone has the same thinking and everyone came for tomorrow?” Kay said. Its kind of true la.
So should I come tomorrow or not eh? Never mind, I’ll decide later.