it's coming closer to the end of the semester.
there were some disappointment, some unexpected news,
well I'll wait for them to unravel themselves next semester.
thinking back, I am happy that this semester has seen me
celebrating birthday in the weirdest of fashion
and actually doing a costume for halloween.

I felt more involved in people's lives than I did in year 1
but i have to say I feel my ability to trust/open up gets
narrower each day. Perhaps it's because I'm more easily
frustrated. But either way, I can't believe the changes
and how much time have passed.

kaykay, back to books I drown myself into.
"cause baby, that's some type of love"