Had my last paper (haha I don't treat art as a subject- cause it's my interest and all..doing what I like, I supposed) Well, at the very least, I don't have to do or memorise theory- except for research.
Chemistry was... a disaster. I seriously can't do chemical equation. :(
I doubt I'm going to pass them with FLYING colours.




I thought I could accept you once again. (for the second or third time).
I felt being used.
Two is just enough. Three is a crowd.
& I am the third party.
what else can I say?
I have to bear a few more months before I could get out of all these.
Pretendence, I must say.
I have been wearing different kind of masks.
I felt like I am using you.
Cause once I leave you, I have no one left.
I got a curse, threatening everyone out there.
I can't have close relationship with anyone.
I am cursing myself, now and then.