16.3.10

glass box.




a person's sweat is another's tears.
just like a person's tears is another's sweat.

looking from the fences, i felt both.
because you'll never look back on this moment and smile ever again.


yesterday went to stay over at cedar to keep mili company.
end up she had to keep me company instead.
paiseh paiseh. heheh.
anyway, everytime i go back it makes me feel damn wierd, cos now about 3/4 of the unit are new faces to me. although i really dont have a right to say anything; really proud of zl, y and e maams for still making so much effort to go down when they're like the great great great grand seniors and beyond. awesome. ^^

i miss cedar. while walking around the campus yesterday night with mili, we kept having memory flashes. like after the renovation everything looks so new and fresh and sparkly, but here and there are spots of the school they left completely alone.. like the spiral staircase and the 1st and 2nd level corridors where the concrete is grey and spotted, and you realise youre stepping on the same freaking ground you stepped on more than 3 years ago...and you suddenly get flashbacks.haha sounds like we were having a cedar mecca! but it was cool nevertheless.


ok, homework time!


ps: oh and yesterday night while doing some homework in the canteen i caught the few last minutes of 'automatic' on radio and my spirits totally lifted! haha its amazing how long ive been high on that song.

and yup,there are some things you can always count on to be automatic. :)