I figure that it's nice once in a while to have a change in environment. Went over to KPC today and well, I guess it wasn't that bad after all. Met up with some friends and had a good time talking even though it was pretty lame stuff.

I was pleasantly surprised when I messaged BJ this afternoon to ask how he was in OCS and lo and behold! he told me that Markoto is back. After not hearing from him for so long, I never thought that we would ever hear from him again. It's not a bad thing I suppose.

Well, watching One Tree Hill last night really made me cry. I've always wanted to go to a prom like what I watch in the movies and in all these dramas, not like the ones we have in secondary school or even poly. I dream of the day that someone asks me to go for a prom and then I go shopping for some amazing dress. Somehow I figure that this will only remain a dream because here in Singapore, what are the chances of me ever going to a prom? I would harly think that day will ever come. I don't know why but proms are very important things in a person's life. It's like a part of us where we can reminsce when we are older and tell our children what kind of clothes we wore and what experiences we had back then. It's like the bridge between the generations to let them know that we had gone through it before. Honestly, maybe us Singaporeans have other stuff to boast about. Proms aren't that big a deal here.

It was a night in for all of us at home today and we sat down to watch '200 pounds beauty'. Never really thought well of the show because it was a Korean movie and you sorta know what kind of ending it would have. The plots for such shows are usually about the same. Anyways, while watching the movie, it kinda struck me about this honesty thing. Like to tell the person you love how you truly feel and even any dark secrets that you might want to divulge so that you become true to yourself too. Yet, we are all afraid of the truth that we would tell. I am afraid. Very afraid that if I ever tell the truth about how I feel to someone, we will never be friends again. You see, I work on this mechanism that turns off whenever I am afraid. I would rather pass on a relationship and cling on to a friendship. I will never open my mouth unless I know that my safety net is in place and the friendship can handle anything. OH WELLS. Guess sometimes I can't blame anyone but myself for giving up good opportunities.

I dread tomorrow. I dread the thought of having to head back to the office, the store room. I just wish my tutor would call me right now to tell me that the internship period has been cut so short that I can start going back to school after the 2 weeks break. Don't get me wrong, it's not that I hate my colleagues who so happen to be very nice people. I just don't like it because I AM WASTING SO MUCH OF MY TIME. Sighs.