I feel chased, every other instant.
Looks like I've got to work out a magic potion for time making in another day or two, if Trishy fails materializing my dream. GO TRISH :D I'll pluck a star on the sky and simply wish upon it. It should radiate to the star and it'll reflect back on reality. Does those ancient theory actually hit? Hmm..

So everyone knows that this week is a grim and heavy one for me. As much as i used to LOVE school with all the capital letters, now i guess i only lOVE school without the capital 'L' for love. I still love my school, but it feels different now.
It's true, school WILL remain unchanged with or without hers or my presence, but the feeling drifted away with her transfer.
When I stand at an angle that overlooks the entire school, I can't help but to flip through the mind album. These pictures are really playing like a film without a sound. Recess duties scare me now, for I stand at that point.
I have an ANNOUNCEMENT to make.
Whichever of those memories that I'd failed to record in that book, and if it just pops out, it goes on the blog, under a special label :D
"you smile that beautiful smile and all the girls on the front row, screamed your name"