Walking down to school from BV mrt this morning, i was slapped with the cole, hard truth of things.
I felt terrible, as i faced the fact that i wasn't happy or comfortable where i am now. I mean, there was (there is, still) a strong feeling dejection, some kind of emptiness, that kept pricking me, everytime i chose to ignore it.

And when i finally realised that i was indeed feeling out of place, my heart sank. I miss jessica, ms tay, ms aza, and everyone else who'd put up with my senseless rambling/ranting, when i felt down :(

I don't know how i'm going to survive my years here in college, and i don't intend to count down to A levels, but the thought of putting up with this troubles me.

Oh, and by the way, i'm a loner now. How sad.