Prom.

It was surprisingly well-planned, despite the tight budget.

Attention span of attendees that night was merely long enough to last through a few games.

Programmes

First up was a speech by our very own Vice Principal, Mr Chen.

It goes like "...I demand respect from you (cause the attendee were so reluctant to listen and the started making hell lot of noise)....you can don't remember anything that I have said today but please remember this, succeed can only be achieved if you follow your dreams (and whatever)"

Thereafter was a some games like guessing when the school was established

When did the current principal enter the school

School motto

and the number of clubs in the school.

Something that I felt, was pretty inappropriate

was deciding who to get their serving of food via a competition.

The competition was about guessing respective teacher through parts of their face.

For entertainment seek I think that's still alright but for above mentioned purposes, no.

Caught up with some friends, reminded me of the pass.
Reminded me how childish I was, naive.
I thought what I have been doing was appropriate for my age or even more impressive.
She put me down with a word, childish.
My whole world sank.
My insomnia worsen.

Every night I find it immensely difficult to turn in.
Every day, ironically, sleeping will not be the best part.
There is just so much things stuck up there.
Even the songs aren't helping.

I am rushing, I am desperate, I get grumpy when I don't get.
How am I suppose to correctly react, smile as if I am retard who doesn't feel single inch.
Time isn't the factor to measure how one has been moved.

I will practice more self discipline, I guess.
I will run till I am so tired to think of anything else, then turn in.
I will work as if there isn't day and night, pretend as if I have neglected you
I will hold my tears and make sure they only flow under my blankets.
I will not forget whatever impact you have done, in my life