secret garden is not so secret anymore when everyone knows about it. so why call it secret garden?

i tell you, you shouldn't trust anyone. you shouldn't trust a girl and especially the guy who looks like a girl, i.e. gabe. learn chris learn! how many more times must you make the same mistake.

why am i not those people who can just keep their emotion buried down forever and ever. so that nobody needs to know and tease you about stuffs. why!! why!!!!!

now shafy and zhen knows too. this is so looking bad. i'll be trapped in a web of lies soon.

the best way to keep something secret is not to say it at all. i wish i could be one of those people who can keep secret so well. but i'll admit now. i'm bad at secrets. whenever i've something to keep for myself, i'll feel like i'm blowing out already.

hmm. but who cares right? it's just a *****. it'll be over soon. right? (if only i could be as sure as my writing--not to say that my writing is very convincing.)

[read] unbearable lightness of being - ugh... just confirmed one thing some girls have always told me, 'guys are jerks'. and no, i'm not denying that.

Everyday Is A Winding Road
Sheryl Crow

I hitched a ride with a vending machine repair man
He says he's been down this road more than twice
He was high on intellectualism
I've never been there but the brochure looks nice
Jump in, let's go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low,
These are the days when anything goes

Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine

He's got a daughter he calls Easter
She was born on a Tuesday night
I'm just wondering why I feel so all alone
Why I'm a stranger in my own life
Jump in, let's go
Lay back, enjoy the show
Everybody gets high, everybody gets low
These are the days when anything goes

Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer

Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine

I've been swimming in a sea of anarchy
I've been living on coffee and nicotine
I've been wondering if all the things I've seen
Were ever real, were ever really happening

Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer

Everyday is a winding road
I get a little bit closer
Everyday is a faded sign
I get a little bit closer to feeling fine

Everyday is a winding road (repeat until song fades)