it's 17 days from the start of 2010

and im still living in the world of 2009.

nothing really changed except for having short hair now (looks like long hair though, cos' i can still bloody tie it into a ponytail with a handful of clips).

im still as messy as ever, still squeezing stuff into place even when the entire piles gonna tumble down.

still a freaking sidetracker.

rmbing that time when i cried like the life's gonna end on the airplane before i came back.

and how i cried like shit at night with iris n sumei there.

how emotional i was when i really came back to singapore and went to slp@ 3am & waking up the next day for sch.

how i was feeling bloody strange when i met honey and the others@ the bus stop.

how i thought i look very weird with skirt.

how scared i was that teacher's gonna catch me for my hair.

and it's been 17 days.

lost of actions & emotions.