and i'm living like there's no tomorrow.

The trip to viet was simply wonderful.

The 11 days spent with Anne were not wasted. We had good talks with each another, and I'm thankful for her lending a ear to me. We chatted about the class... about friendships... about work.. In fact, I broke down during one of our conversation. I guess it was due to the pressure building inside of me... Those emotions.. All of a sudden, I just felt like crying out loud, voicing out my feelings. I felt much better indeed. And a clearer mind too.

Towards the class, i have only one word: dissapointment.
I've throughly given up. If JH is not willingly to switch roles with me, I'll step down. In fact, it would be of much change anyway. What am I to them? Never have I been recognised as the classrep. I'm just a pawn. Someone to call for help during exam periods, someone to provide hints, someone who can provide answers for their questions. So that be it. I told myself that would be the last and final time I cried for the class. Really, its not worth it man. I feel so stupid worrying for them... Its just so stupid...

Nevertheless, I did made a few good friends from the class. And i felt contented that some of them recognised my efforts. So thanks people.