dear diary...
 
and life has gotten ever so quiet and ever so busy. all at the same time. it seems that the busier people get, the more alone they are. many times, i feel like going home, yet i don't want to go home. it's getting so quiet around. not that there ain't anyone, but that i have nothing to say to the adult that's home and the kid is prolly deep in his own activities. at least there's always the bed. maybe for once, i feel a fraction of what otou-sama must experience. and that must be bad.
 
got back my results. very sian. oooo. it's not like i didn't study. it's not like i didn't do my work. it's not like i treated school like i did in sec three. shit. i shall cease to comment.
 
these are the main train of events these past few weeks.
 
there are more. but so much so that i can't start listing them. oh. and canoe polo training's starting. yay.
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
"the world is round. not flat, so i found out yesterday."