Time can't erase a feeling this strong
In a moment of relieve or impulse- however you like to put it- I went to chop my hair. For a girl who doesn't like hair in her face, for a girl who doesn't like her hair to be layered, I did everything that I didn't like. Just to understand the passing of time fully; my hair will grow; my wounds will heal.

It would be believable if someone told me yesterday was Friday 13th. The thing was, it wasn't. Math paper was at its worse! I couldn't do the pure math questions, much less stats! All the staying up to get myself familiarised on the approach for different topics. I should have never deprived sleep for math. Not the best tradeoff anyway. Apart from all the drama during Math (which also includes realising that all 3 mechanical pencils I brought do not contain lead and I panic like a crazy woman trying to get my neighbour's attention for a decent pencil), dinner with Gen cost her to lose her handphone. We only left the area for merely 15seconds and rushed back to retrieve the phone but y'know finders keepers losers weepers. It was nowhere to be found :/ And that bad evil person switched the phone off! SO DELIBERATE PFFTT!







You are my beauty queen come what may <3

The crime scene where the phone was misplaced. We know we are so reliant on technology when the feeling of handicap eats into us. It really should be the same thing when it comes to God.