Yesterday night, I felt a tinge of sadness. I made a call to Jo hoping to pour some sorrows that ma heart could no longer hold. It has been a mistake from da start. Thou I didnt really voice out the issues, but Im glad enough to hear her support ova da phone. I still hope to salvage da bits of face I left with mimimal strength.

I miss Mr Bean's days. I miss Holland's crowd. I miss da fun and laughters I used to have. Now, I could only surrender to a routined life that lacks of colors I cant afford to give.