i just want to smile again.

i'm tired.

once again.

as i stare out of my window into the view of royal park, as i see the nice orange hue of sunset in the distance, i thought about how much i am going to miss this room next year. nopes, it's not the time to get all sad and depressed. we've all got to move on, and i have got to be happy with whatever room i get next year.

and just on that topic, i have to say that it was a mind-boggling experience of choosing where to stay.

if only the world is simple and u just live for yourself.

music night performance later. everyone has got their own standard "perfection". maybe mine's too high. but as long as people try hard by keeping to their part and practising whenever they can and focus during practices and giving their best shot, i'm not complaining. so why am i complaining?

with everything's that happening, with lectures that has to be revised stacking up and with the exams looming, and having to start preparing for IH ball stuff next year,

all i want to do is just to throw everything away and just run.

but running off is never a solution. so i stay and bit my teeth through times like this. as i emerge with battle bruises heaps and bound, i believe i will be stronger.

plus i have no stamina in running.

neither do i have to strength to get rid of the constant frowning, the forehead creases, and the downward curve of my lips.

so i should stop mopping around and start doing something.

just let me pour out my fustrations in this post and then i will be fine.

tears are for the weak? so maybe i'm not as strong as i think i am.

time to put on the performer's flair.