At this point in my life, I am not happy. Last sem, it was this big bag of happiness with a few pockets of downs. This sem, it just has been a few pockets of good fun happy times in this big bag of downs.

2 months in the big red dot - I've had my share of fun, and missed my share of action. Action that changed so many stuff, I feel like I've come back to this whole new environment I'm clueless about. I remember crafting this great big plan in my head, with the opening line all thought out, for execution when I step foot on the small red dot.

It's been tough - coming back to a place I no longer seem to recognise; to peeps who seem to have drifted so far; to work that I know no heads about. I don't like how you don't seem to trust me. I don't like how you know not when/what to hide. I don't like the guilt you're causing with the way you treat me. I don't like how it seems to be getting lonelier.

At this moment, I'm done, so done.