more than words

monday: raffles players auditions & i got in
tuesday: street dance project GGXX
wednesday: campaign speeches (i should freaking stop talking about it. i'll really feel like screaming and ranting and being a pathetic sore ass all over again) & shopping with seleena for outfits for street project

today: supported polo match vs hwachong. raffles won 6-4 i think. really glad. felt really good to be supporting a school event and cheering for the school. (though i lamented that i wouldnt ever get to be part of the team standing at the frontline rahrah-ing the rafflesians to cheer.)

need to watch the beckett video off youtube and practice lines seriously hard for production auditions tomorrow with jasper and sean. the play is seriously very very hard.

shit im damn tired.











stop trying to tell me i'll get over it. i'm not. stop telling me things are going to be okay, that i'm going to be fine. cos' i'm not fucking alright. not even after so many months. time doesnt freaking heal anything. it only draws you further and further away from what happened, distracts you. the truth is, you can take a year, you can take twenty, but you cant count on time to heal a heart.

and maybe i should have tried harder to be more for you.. rather than the eventual 'never good enough'