Sometimes I wonder if everything I do is really worth it. I mean, improve in height, in my grades, in my drawing. Does it all really pay off? No matter how hard I try, I can never reach the top.

Or is it because I never try hard enough?

Why cant I ever make the first approach?

Sometimes when people come over and talk to others, seriously, I'd love to say "Hey". But the funny thing is, my brain stops my tongue by saying lots of things that could make an onion shrivel up on a doorstep as it is trodden on by elephants. When ever those times past by, I find myself wanting to slap my face till it scars. But I wouldn't do that. No. God does. And I wish Him to smack me harder.

For all I know, in 10 years time, I'll be the only one who's never been out with a guy, not graduate from university, and be living off my parents money. I don't want that to ever happen. It's such a burden.

What was today? It was St. Francis Day and honestly, it was better than last year despite the talk. It was better than most days.

I cant wait for PMR to be over.

Then I can rot my head in time for Form 4.

Okay that was a joke.

Never mind. I'll figure out what to do with myself after The Day.