the ones who died without a name.
hey everyone! i'm back from malacca. the trip was as i expected it to be. there were times when i had fun and there were times when i felt like dying. super emo man. i think i should just lock myself in my own world and shut my eyes, ears and mouth. i'm surprised that dixon knows how i feel and kind of feels the same way. thanks to people like him, abigail and cheryl who made my day there. maybe i should have gone to my class chalet instead. i heard they had a good time there. oh well. so here is the brief overview of each day. i don't have much pictures as my camera kept dying on me. hope i can get some up soon.
only some understand the pain. the silent tears i shed everyday. suffering in silence is the best option. i don't want to trouble anyone. my heart weeps and bleeds. still a part of me misses being there because of the freedom. and because of you.
