Childish we were when we were still young and free,
mature we are when now nothing's carefree.
For fun we seek these things are free,
when nothing's holding you back and you feel so free.

Twitter is loud, these days, really loud, sometimes, it's too loud.

Somehow, with these aching legs, i kinda survive each day barely but still i managed to survive.
It's like school from morning till afternoon, and then training, and then home for projects.
It's been like that for quite awhile, and even last minute work feels like it's never last minute.

After today and tomorrow, it's gonna be five days of training,
and it's the hardest i've ever done. (:
Proud of myself.
But, all these kinda make me feel alone.
Like, somehow, we study, train, rest, wash, shit, eat, everything.
But it's like lonesome company.

I think i just need quality time, to slack and do nothing,
or maybe some late-night hangout or something.

And ARGH! You're so gonna get erased from my mind.
Actually you told me before, when you've lost interest you won't reply, and so now i know.
Well, better standards then (:

This will be the first year when i'm ever on church and gonna miss FOP.
I wanna pass this next grading, i don't wanna train so hard and yet lose the chance to fight.

How you like my new hair?
I'm feeling more comfortable with it, since it's not noob (:
& i wanna do moore stupid things.
And eat good food, but this will have to wait.

Holidays/exam's study break's comin' and you know what to expect (:
Heh, 6 more minutes and i gotta be in class since i've already missed an hour of it. :D
HAHAHA, okay, bye guys.

"I'm hoping we can make some wishes outta, not airplanes, but pillows."