Here I am again. Back at home. Staring at spaces that were once supposed to be occupied. Illusion?
I guess its really a sign of weakness.
Its a different kind of pain. Not very deep cut. But i guess, its like poison. I won't stop. No amount of drugs will work. Alchohol will not work too. Would it have been better if I was able to cry it out? I can't stop thinking of him. I really dun wan him to go.
I really wanted to hug everyone but, its not allowed. And that i'm not the one they like. Mah, that's besides the point. I wanna group photo!!!!!!
Now, there's the next challange. Will hama08 break? Yeah, I guess wif ppl like me it will. Even tho I dun wan it to happen. But its up to the rest to hold it toget, I wanna be convinced, but i guess it will take some time.
And i don't wanna lose touch with the rest. I mean the jap ppl. Cause, they're just too nice. They could all stay at my house if I have space. And I wan they're email add. I'm seriously gonna email them to keep in contact. Ahh. But i guess I will fail like always in the end.
To end this off, I'll present the song they sang on social night to you.