the good old times. what's left are just memories. things between us are just so different now. i don't know what i'm doing sometimes even. i'm losing control. feeling-less. it's scary. the reality that hit me in these past few days has been too much for me to bear. wake up cat, i've got to wake up. face it. everybody grows up and in the grown up world, there's no fairytale. i was angry with you. but i've realised that it's your life, not mine. i've got no say. i'm just disappointed caz i thought you were different. but that was then. you were different. but no longer are. you're just the same, just one of them. and i can't be with just one of them. letting go is just so painful. maybe it's just been too long. or should i say because the memories you've left behind are everywhere. there's nowhere to hide.
and i feel fat. time to go on a diet or something. but then again, i can never say no to food. i eat when i'm stressed. this sucks.
me and my screwed up life. suddenly, i can't wait for this sem to end. i want to go back to hk. i want fly to usa soon. at least it's a break from everything here. i really need it. the next 2 weeks are going to be crazy. 3 presentations, 4 midterms and 2 projs due. most of which we haven't even started preparing for.