8th January..and i'm actually holding up pretty good. Except for the fact that your school mates, or leaders could be such fucktards sometimes..i take it all in. On a lighter note, I have an interesting story today that might light up your day!

SO, lets take it back to Saturday. I bought this beautiful, if not enticing fish. A fighting fish..i thought i needed a *personal friend. So for one night i had good company. I talked to it, laughed with it..it was very enlightening let me tell you. It kept swimming to the top, so i being the very concerned pet owner, thought it was hungry threw in a little fish food. But no, it didn't budge. So i thought it needed a little 'fresh air'..but after many minutes, it still kept swimming to the top. I tried to feed it again and it did, yet again, reject the fish food. Already half panicking, I ringed up Nes "My fish doesn't want to eat! What if it dies?" and his reply was "It won't die lah. Feed it tomorrow, it's probably not hugry now." Satisfied with the advice, i left it alone..in the guess room. (Didn't wanna leave it in my room cause i was sleeping with the aircon on, thought that it might freeze to death) Next morning, i get up, anticipating to feed this fish of mine, which i named Clock. Walking towards the little fishy, i realied there was no fishy swimming..Panicking, yet again I open the lid. There i see my dear Clock floating on the surface of the water, drained of it's colour not its beautiful terqouise anymore..it's dead. D-E-A-D. I tear once or twce and i feel like Murderer! It's still a mystery..how Clock died. CANT be the water..can't be that it starved to death. I don't think she just wanted to come to my house to die you know. Oh well...such is life right?