aw sugar.

Packed week.
I don't know, I don't know about you guys.
Even though it's not as frightening as SYF 2007,
but whenever I remember the day we cried listening to our own trial recording
I knew it meant that much, how much we wanted it to go
Despite all the blood, sweat, tears and sacrifices.

Perhaps it's cos it's the sec 4s' last chance,
not to prove our strength,
but to bring the band to a whole new path where they see bigger hopes and dreams
YOU, WE, US, we can all do it if we just believe in it.
Nothing ever, will bring you guys down.
So what do you say, hm?
Are we on?


What's on my mind now? Countless.
Left, right, back, front,
nothing at all.
I feel so lost in this place.
It's empty, everywhere I go.
Every soul reappears and disappears,
Like lights that shine
Like stars that dies

Everything that happened, I had to question myself.
I had to be paranoid, I had to be careful.
I had to be paranoid.. I had to be careful..

Maybe that's what's missing.
Myself.


I needa scream my heads off for Arts Fest later.
Night party, owls.


Babe..
I have nothing to say.
Take care.