thinking about home... somehow it's not as sweet... same place, same people, but different emotions... little support and understanding... plenty of expectations and imposed values... seems like they are here only when i succeed... if i fail, it's gonna be hell... and the thought of the family against me during shower just now kind of numbed my senses...

and school... biggest challenge is time management... not any of the five modules i'm taking... not money... nothing but time management... i think it's just me who can't get things done... Sherly said she could slack the week off and study over the weekend and still get things done... here i am, trying to work day and night and little is done...

and life... one minute it's the brightest day of the year and the other i'm all depressed thinking satanic thoughts and contemplating self destruction... and i can't stop... well there are nice little things, like the Stage It photo shoot just now, that made me feel a bit helpful to life... but there are mindfucking itches that haunt me at night. argh!

Anh Tuan's this good boy who sins!