I need to face it, I need to stop running away.

I need to move on, I need to get started.

I need to stop delighting at making myself crumble.

I need to get out of this trance, I need to stop feeling sorry for myself. I need to move on and stop being so alone. Take risks. Gamble. Be reckless. Never step back. Better than not moving at all. But, I can't thicken my skin yet, not just yet.

I don't deserve to feel any bit of sadness for myself; all that has happened, isn't enough for anyone to feel a tad bit of sadness.

Yes, it shouldn't be making you feel sad. Stop making yourself feel sad and whine here just to gain pity. Actually, not just for the pity, but, oh wells.

School is starting tomorrow. There's PE. I don't like rock climbing, ponned all the rock climbing lessons last year too. So this term, quite screwed for PE.

Hm, it's high time I started using time wisely.

Ah, GYH and GKY wouldn't understand, they wouldn't let me.

Or, could be reckless and take the risk. Better than not moving at all.

Tomorrow marks the beginning of Term Three.

At the end of Term Three marks the looming O' Levels.

We'll see what you would want to do by then.

I'm sick of looking at how wrong things are with people like you. I should start looking at my errors first.

After all, who am I to help, when I myself am already so wrong?

Hm, I find it difficult to ditch other people, though I seldom say the right things to cheer people up, I can't help but to try and care. I want to care. And they usually shrug it off; they have enough people who care already.

Don't know how people ditch others with such ease. And shrug people off with such ease. And overwrite people with such ease.

Oh dear, I'm losing it again.

OK, lie to myself.

Ah, better. Stop feeling sorry for yourself.