i was thinking about old times.

now i will write a bit about it.

i dont like the years in crescent. i learnt alot from there. i made gorgeous friends. i became confident when i was there. i learnt to speak up for myself there. but i grew fat there. as well as becoming arrogrant. i thought too highly of myself. i am nothing but i became detestable, i feel. (dont comment on this.) i look back and think thats the phrase of my growing up that i didnt like. thankfully, i think i am growing out of it.

hahas. so old times are over.

i forgot mounting boards are made of the same material as paper. so i got cut again. i think i am not quite suitable to work with paper. i know if i let my finger feel the edge of the paper, i get cut, but its like the only way i can make sure the paper is straight. aint so bad this time round.

i did some drawing today. feel quite good. i realised that i cant write when i am not so sad.

and todays drawing is happy.

i name it. dance to God's tune. no la. its titled. for amanda.

i think my finishing work is still quite bad. thankfully its hols. if not the evil one will criticise.

grandma thinks the book i made is nice.

grandpa is sick. i am glad i made the trip to see the doc with him. he is my beloved.

i miss buns. sighs.

i am tired. but i cant get to sleep till its about three. i hope i can wake up before noon tomorrow.

i need to clear my room now. if not mom's not going to sweep and mop for me.

i think i havent been a good friend.