When you falter and are searching for support frantically, you looked
through your phonebook; you looked through your msn list of 'friends'; and
you realised the only thing you could do is to shut the whole damn thing down and go to sleep. You hid your frustrations. It happened once, twice, again and again, and AGAIN. The emotions accumulated. Tore you apart. You picked up the pieces, only to find that it starts all over again. The vicious cycle carries on. The whole thing just spells FUCK.

It sucks and it's goddamn irritating to have someone looking at you with no respect in his eyes. No trust, no fucking nothing. Every stare is reminding you that you're worth nothing.

My pride is growing. It's my only, and strongest defence.

It's freezing in the lab now and i've two more hours to go. Bored like lulu. Bryan and me reached sch at 9.30 cos we've to return the equipments before 12 and he's got training at 10. So i have helped him to bring them back cos we're both living in cck. And now i'm waiting for the clock to strike 2 cos we need to loan them again, and the collection's 2. I think the clock is spoilt, goddamn slow. After that we still have to move the stuff to Joycelyn's place for tomorrow's filming at ECP, and check out the location cos we need a 'woods' or jungle-like place to film.