Silence.

Tired, really really just so tired.

Thankful for the family and friends I have.
To the people who keep sending encouraging texts that I don't reply, to the people who leave me quiet cause you know I don't feel like talking, to the people who tell me to go to NTU tomorrow w them still, just for the fun of it and to just apply, cause I'll never know. To the people who tell me I am no failure, that I've learnt more in character and strength. To the friend who texted all the way from Taiwan and the other who told me late nights in the park alone are dangerous. To my parents and my Jies whom I haven't spoken to at all these days, and everyone else whose cared.

I'm sorry for the way I am now. I'll be okay soon, so don't worry about me. I will be alright.

Step by step.
These nights I wonder why it is I choose not to talk to people and come here to write instead. Maybe finding the right words verbally really is one of the hardest things ever, that's why people remain silent most of the time.

Sleep is hard. And it's always bad sleep.
That's okay, I expected that. Walking every night helps keep my feelings in check, it releases negativity I think. Somehow the cold wind and quiet park/streets every night reminds me that I am still alive, that there is always hope, I just have to find it somewhere in me.

So to the people who come here to read cause I don't reply you, and to the people to care:
I'm going to be fine eventually, don't worry alright. 

I just have to remind myself that every step of the long road ahead. 

And I'm not defeated, just tired and Lost. 

But I will find my way, and I know that some of you will be here to help.

I'm sorry that I've been so emotional lately, ranting so much in my writing here

I'm trying to figure it out, trying to figure me out.

It's like a roller coaster ride, ups and downs, 

more downs these past few months with so much that's happened.

But when one goes down, one must find their way back up again right? It's just a matter of time.

This, is unfortunately true.