I miss getting high. Fine. I'm simply so drained. Come, let me show you what's coming up. Training later at one, and I'm hoping that the sun won't start to shine again. Optional training tomorrow. There's match+training on Saturday. Sister getting engaged in the afternoon. So I'm gonna try my very best to stay awake and alive. I better. Or I'll die, again.

Then next week would be OBS till Friday. Let's just hope there are people in the watch that I could work well with. I'm not sure whether there'd be training on Saturday, but most probably there is. So then Saturday training, then organ. The next Monday to Wednesday/Thursday would be to Port Dickson with family. Friday there's training, then cycling with classmates.

And beautifully, my June holidays would end with the whole pile of homework uncompleted. Yeah, I don't know what I got myself into. May God guide my way. Hopefully I'll be fine.

I'm awfully sorry to those I've been acting cold to. I'm sorry for the mood swings. I'm sorry for being tired and not being myself. I'm sorry I've not been high. I'm sorry that I've not been acting sanely. I'm really really really really really really really really really really sorry.

Life can show no mercy
It can tear your soul apart
It can make you feel like you've gone crazy
But you're not
Things have seem to changed
There's one thing that's still the same
In my heart you have remained
And we can fly fly fly away

Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
When your worlds crashing down
And you can't bear the thought
I said, babe, you're not lost