Every week, my mondays and tuesdays seem very screwed up.
And the best part is, I know's it's my problem and i can't blame anyone for it.
I guess for Monday, it's enough said for salvo-ians, and i don't really want to say anything more.
All I can say is, we seemed to have lost something along the way, and we need to come together, to find it back. I don't know what to say actually... but perhaps all I can say is, I will try my best. It's not just empty talk. It's a promise, not to anyone, but to myself.
SSM feels like an adrenaline rush, exciting, yet somehow dangerous at the same time.
Damn scary. Yet fun at the same time.
Oh wells.
But I love meeting my H12 girls, we finally had a full ten people attendance today eating at technos :D
Love you girls, because you girls make me happy (:
With a heavy heart for so many stuff in life, I don't know what to expect from other things.
5th May tomorrow, and I dont know if I should go to the hospital with Mum and Dad. :/
I dont like the vibes a hospital gives me. Urgh.
captured at 21:10.