Say hi to the world, dear.

Hi.

Now what.

Hmm I'm not hat sure myself. Here I go talking to myself on the internet. Very fun.

Watched Contender today. Realling interesting. What's the most interesting part though, is how one of the muay thai fighter's christian. Not only that, he's from Middle East. So cool, haha gosh. Thinking of picking up muay thai. But I'm scared of the religious things they do. Sian, but looking at contender, I guess it in possible to keep to my religion. Hmm and the fight was interesting. But I feel quite bad for Sean, I could tell he really gave up, which is quite sad. But well that thai guy(I can't say/spell his name, it's in thai) was really strong anyway. Can't wait for next week's fight.

And I was thinking throughout the whole day. Pretty tired of thinking.

I should just move on.

And also, this might be my last time using the com till after mid years. Ahhh I don't want that to happen.

I seriously wanna study out too.

Maybe with the two of them at KAP like, everyday.

I can't concentrate at home.

Hmm.

I can't believe I still miss the 07 batch. I still can't get over the fact that Barker feels really different. From last time. Changing teachers, principals, students. I don't feel that tradition anymore. I don't feel that passion, that spirit. Everybody's changing, and I don't feel the same. I miss the guys running around, hugging, the handshaking stuff, the pranks, the shouts, the really lame jokes, the unity, the spirit. Hmm, how I wish I was born one year earlier....

And it doesn't feel the same with the teachers too. Just feels out of place. It's just one of those times I feel out of place again. Changes.

Changes for tomorrow.

For better, for worse.

The changes two of us has made for the sake of happiness. For the sake of moving on.

Sometimes I sit and wonder, what am I really doing.

Should just drop out of school and travel around the world.

Travel to the furthest star in heaven.

And fly freely.

Like as if we don't have enough free will already...

But please Lord, don't pass me by.

I'm hungry for You Lord.

It's one of those times where I'm stuck again. Slowly picking the pieces of me up.

I miss my brothers.

I miss my old family.

I miss my old friends.

I miss my old self.

I miss innocence.

I miss joy.

I miss clarity.

I miss her.

Going back in time doesn't really help, you just have to get through the same shit again.

So I'll just keep moving on.

Moving on. I forgot what it meant.

What's the purpose of having a purpose.

I forgot.

I forget.

I've been forgotten.

Sometime's I'm there, sometime's I'm not.

Where am I?

I've lost myself, for good within Your promise.

Here I go, rambling again.

How I'd float along yesterdays again.

But don't worry, I'm pretty much happy after saying all this out.

I'm starting to type like my brother.