i took ten minutes to sit at the bus-stop right outside westgrove early in the morning.
i realised so many things in the world have been changing.
even the slighest thing: the bus-stops have changed;
they were orange and white when i was in primary6.
but now, it had turned to be so metalic.
the older i get,
the less i talk to people.
i don't feel that there's a need,
maybe because of the environment i was nurtured in.
nvm about me talking.
my bf's home almost became my second home.
but things are also changing here,
when ever we wake up,
the tone we talked to each other is 'da shen yi dian'.
i wonder why...
things are changing without me.
maybe..... i came to the wrong world,
(or i should be in venus. -.-" )
i can't trust,
i don't feel like i'm diana anymore,
i can't tell whose good && whose bad.
even the closest family i got.
(pretty sad case though):)
BUTBUUTBUT !
all thanks to 3 guys who changed me to such a person.
t('x't)
maybe i shouldn't even be here at all.
WHATEVER !
