kind men that walk up to you and offer you a tissue have alot of courage
and i met one today.

today at nanyang strike me that nowhere would be like cedar.
i thought going to new place, would ache this odd feeling i never felt before.
but it only make it worse, cedar is completely, unreplacable.

i was on my way home, when i took the detour back on 853, back to cedar.
it will be soon that i wear the cedar uniform back to school, next tuesday in fact.
but i guess that few times would not be enough.

i would like to study.
i would like to complete my art.
i would like to brush up my maths and chemistry.
i would like to sleep well, without thinking too much.

but everytime when i try to do something, i think of school.
i think of people. i think of her.

time slipped through my fingers, and they're gone.

my camera lies on the table, untouched.
i am afraid to click it on, and see those beautiful pictures and smiles on the little lighted screen.

im obsessed, im hopeless.
im hopelessly obsessed, im obsessedly hopeless. either way.

im such a sucker. im being so fucking stupid.
i know people would read the contents on this blog and laugh at what a stupid girl i am,
they would say nasty things, not as if i cared.
they would say that im overreacting, yea so what.
at least i feel what they dont, and never will.

we're still friends right.
we're still cedarians.

we still have to turn up for remedials, and our exams.

prom, and prom.
we still have prom.

right.