i thought i saw someone resembling my father just now. the big belly, the same hairstyle, the one that i remember the last time i seen him. unfortunately, he is not. his face resemble nothing like my dad.

i just came back from work. dread tired now. somehow, my mind can't rest, though my eyes is protesting already.

my mom is dead serious about her decision. my sister is her allies. i am neutral. i am not supporting, but by holding my ground won't change the situation. Heavenly Father, what should i do?

6 more days to the change of class. i heard they will shuffle all of us so well that it stand only 1% for us to be in the same class as anyone in our current class.

banana, mango, pineapple, pear, orange, and the entire fruit basket.....i will miss every single one of you man.

sign
Coconut.