I think.. Actually I don't want to think anymore. Not like it does help to any extent.(what am i saying, by saying to what extent, i'm saying no shit.) Monday, Chapel was screwed rather. I was doing vocals though, going out of spiral whenever they change from verse to chorus or vice versa. It comes with more practice I guess. Watched Spirited Away for Chinese. It was rather interesting, as in the later on explanation, because I personally watched it at 10 years old! Yeah, how accurate. Well certain things to some people does not have any significance, but to others it might actually mean a lot. And most of the time without realizing it, many people neglect the feelings of those that feel something means a lot to them, as opposed to people who find that certain things don't have much significance. I don't know what I'm writing about but I definitely know the significance of this post.

Then again, many people who ends themselves in disagreement often not disagree to find the solution to the problem, rather finds themselves fighting for their stand, whether it is right, or wrong. Often, we neglect what's of upmost importance: Solve the problem at hand. Somehow, I never knew how to get this point across to the other party, but facing all these, I know it definitely isn't easy by saying fix it, stop being selfish. But we are humans after all, we fight for our selfish cause, seldom few look at the bigger picture at hand, what can we do about it? Nothing. It's human nature. All I can do at least, is to constantly remember that in an argument, it's finding the solution that matters and not winning that matters. As for what the other party feels or do, I guess I have no total control over.

And I swear Lit classes/lectures are the only time when you can swear in front of a teacher right in the face. And of course, a normal lecture has turned into a sudden outburst of *It's a f---ing depressing number*. and *Godamnit*. I was thinking yes, godamnit why lessons are ending in a blink of an eye, not that i look forward to homecoming, which most of the time ends myself up thinking, reflecting, writing song lyrics on my notebook with colour pens, but the days are draggy. Anyway, draggy is not an English word. At least officially.

"If no one will listen, if you decide to speak. If no one's left standing after the bomb exploud. If no one wants to look at you for who you really are, I'll be still." If there's someone whose willing to stay there for you, will you not bother about looks, figures and characters? I guess to me, all those no longer matters.

Am I wrong by doing those things to spite you to bring us closer? What if those were intentions not fulfilled? If so, then running away and ironically not doing anything about it and saying time's the solution and not saying anything is your way of facing the problem? You don't seem to realize it, don't you?

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