I woke up today to a raining scene outside my window. Sometimes, I wish the windows aren't like just right in front of me, otherwise it wouldn't have defined my mood before I start the day. I was kinda reminded of that day when I cried and cried but still have to study for some major exams. It didn't really dawn on me that that incident had such a big impact on me until I went through today. Traumatic experiences are hard to forget right? I wish my life then was a blank so I don't have to deal with it now. To whoever made it happen, aren't you glad now? That you didn't only cause me temporary pain but something that'll stay with me, possibly for the rest of my life? Though I know you're no where near coming to reading this, you've succeeded?

Recently, I've bought my new diary.. In fact last week. So I'll be here less and there more. I find that there are more and more things I couldn't bear to write here anymore so... And I don't really know anyone's actually reading anymore because no one tags anymore.