omg i'm scared. i'm scared for farewell. for camp, for THE STRAITS TIMES NATIONAL NEWSLETTER COMPETITION PRIZE PRESENTATION, i'm scared for charu, renuka, if she comes back like charu. i'm scared for everyone who boards a plane this holiday.
i miss my seniors. (the very special three, and the few other shining stars) i miss all my friends. ( all... All... ALLL!!!)
i wish i could give everyone a present for christmas i wish there could be bountiful peace for all, even for strangers. i wish that drunk man on the mrt peace.
suddenly christmas doesn't seem like what it was cut out to be.
i eat SOIL
& i spell my name as SHOY
& i look good in ALUMINIUM FOIL.
i treat lovers as my TOYS
& i flirt with girls* and BOYS
& my next target's ---
cause i am JOY