as i sat dwn in my living room now, listening to a song, tinking bak ...

throughout the 11 months, when we had much problems at the start, a few times, inside me i felt like giving up a few times. for dat few times, i told myself to press on n tings wuld be better. i didn regret pressing on for a few times. at least i noe, the struggle was temporary, n den tings went bak to normal.

after 11 months, tings seemed better. n den it happened. i realli felt dat i dropped frm the sky.

the moment i took the lift dwn frm yor hse, i felt broken realli. i leaned back on the wall of the lift n dun dare to look at my reflection. i noe i look like shit.

*poop* dats the end ...