In 8 minutes, I need to go and take a bath and head to school for american lit. I'm quite sure Yerkes is gonna be hard on the technicalities of the english language. I am not freakin out. I'm just quite sian over it.

I realised yesterday after sympathy for the devil's class that Firdaus has taken offense to my last entry and decided not to contact me at all. Blood brother, you like that meh? HAHAHA! To the extent of trying to bitch about me to yijun and hoping madly that she would agree that Jean is some shitty friend who doesn't like to be contacted. Thanks kwoky! For standing by me and agreeing with me --- behind my back --- fighting against firdaus that boy.

School has once again started. This time round, things changed. It was just not the way it used to be and though I was not naive enough to expect things to remain the same, I was still bearing some hope. It's quite sad. It's really quite sad. Whether it's a pity or not, I'm not sure and won't be so fast to determine.

Went back to tuition centre yesterday to collect my paycheck and hang around with the students. Boss was a horrendous shit.

Basically, I'm not in my best of moods. Enjoyed china much, with all the shopping like there wasn't even a thought that I should be suffering from recession, no job, no anything. Spent like some rich, filthy rich girl. Came back to Singapore. Not long after, piano lesson. It's stressful. I don't even know whether I want to try or put in effort for something that might be possible, yet quite impossible to achieve. I feel like giving up but it would be a waste and I know I'd regret it in future. Still again, it is not easy, not just that, it is difficult.