if guys shouldn't let a girl shed tears, then friends should all the more not let their friend shed tears.

i did everything i can for the group. spending time trying to plan out the things to do next, trying to get everybody to think together but in the end, people just think that i think too much...

people face black nvm, i have to pretend that i'm blur and don't know. when they keep fooling around, i have to try and get them to stop fooling and do something. when they finally settle down and do some thinking, they start getting face black and frowning. They want to go home early but if the work is not done, how to go home. Do they really care about the project.

throughout my whole education journey so far, JC gave me the best impression. Nobody bully me when I'm in JC, everybody is great, I have great seniors, join a great CCA for a short 3 months, have great teachers and friends .... unfortunately all have to end after 3 months or 1 year. I had a hard time coping after I left JC because there are some friends I really miss...i only manage to get over some of the people after 1 year plus...in the end i realise, perhaps i'm just too sentimental, when other people may only regard me as a passerby in their life.

no matter how many brother or sisters i may have outside, my sis and bro are the one that i really look for in encouragement. it's their words, that really left a deep mark in my life and heal my wounds. my bro have changed ..... i can't believe i'm crying again ... but i realise suddenly that who out there really care for me. Perhaps all along ... i'm the stupid one ... who hold a person close to my heart to realise that i'm just a nobody who happen to enter their life.

no matter how strong i may look on the outside at times ... at the end, i'm still a girl, a girl who is delicate as well...

i will stop crying. i don't want my mum to worry. i burst into tears again when i spoke to her on the phone just bow but i manage to end the call with a bye ...

the breaking point comes when she wants to go home, but before that i ask she and her to print the things out so that everything will not be in a rush on monday. then for some reason, they end up fooling around again! seeing that she cannot keep her damn butt on the chair any longer, i ask her to pass her folder to me but apparently the file is damn big so it cannot be open. she very bo shuang ask me pass her my thumbdrive and in the end, when she pass me back, i saw that my old files are all wipe out and replace with her files in her harddisk. i ask her, she said, oh when i port in, your things all gone. such a simple reason, am i suppose to believe in that. so what am i suppose to do.... imagine if it's her with all her file wipe out....i'm disappointed ....i'm tired ... god why is it that some people just have to constantly see other people face while other people can so easily trample down on me

sometimes when i say i'm ok ... i want someone to look me into the eyes, hug me tight and say i know you are not...

a quote so true