All the shit is startin to pile up...i'm afraid of going back to the me in my last sem...So emotional..so sensitive to every thing...so unstable...that i would have to resort to relying on those come-fat (comfort) food...

will i?

For now im just blasting my headphones and trying to escape from reality.


These are all old pics which reflect how i feel this moment of time. Old friends would recognise Rapico from my previous blog. sigh.

Rapico is still with me btw...