Woke at 6.30a.m.
Washed up and then to whitley basketball court.
Reached there at 7. Waited for ong for 15 minutes.
Played until 8.45 before heading towards the auditorium.
Eddie, alert, lik yong and james joined us awhile later. All of us were so sweaty and smelly when we entered the auditorium.
Had the boring chinese lecture again for 2 and a half hours. Seriously felt like dying inside.
Had many random thoughts like *hmmm... i wonder if i can dig myself out using my pens*

I think it took a million light years for it to finish. Could breathe fresh air finally.
Played a little basketball again before walked home in the rain.

suddenly, i feel so moody.
what's the problem?
i wish i knew.




这街上太拥挤　
太多人有秘密　
玻璃上有雾气在被隐藏起过去
你脸上的情绪　
在还原那场雨　
这巷弄太过弯曲走不回故事里
这日子不再绿　
又斑驳了几句　
剩下搬空回忆的我在大房子里
电影院的座椅　
隔遥远的距离　
感情没有对手戏你跟自己下棋

还来不及仔仔细细写下你的关于
描述我如何爱你　
你却微笑的离我而去

这感觉已经不对　
我努力在挽回
一些些应该体贴的感觉我没给
你嘟嘴许的愿望很卑微在妥协
是我忽略　你不过要人陪

这感觉已经不对　
我最后才了解
一页页不忍翻阅的情节你好累
你默背为我掉过几次泪多憔悴
而我心碎你受罪你的美我不配

我已经不对　
我努力挽回
分手我忽略后要人陪
这感觉已经不对　
最后才了解
oh多憔悴
而我心碎你受罪你的美我不配