Went swimming tday. Talked on the phone until 1+ but my phone died on us ):
Sorry.

Swimming. gah. Danny made us do short sprints. We did medleys til my legs gave way. And wow, i haven't done 100m for a long time. :D But luckily my timing's still up to scratch. I think...

Below 2 minutes. But haha, it could be 1.45 or something.
Those small boys ahhh...
"SHUT UP!"
"SHUT UP!"
"SHUT UP LAH SHUT UP!"
"SHUT UP SHUT UP!"
...
"SHUT UP LAH, I'M NOT EVEN TALKING TO YOU"
Han cuts in
"SHUT UP AND SWIM LAH."
Danny blows his whistle.

So gay. Darned annoyingggggg.

I hate it when my getaway plan merges with that one thing that I'm running away from.

Finally, something that was worth my while,
And I thought only I could have,
Outside and away from everything else.
But no. The world has to intrude
They won't let me be.
They won't let be the only one who's able to share it.
I don't want to discuss it,
I don't want to share it,
I don't want to take it as something common.
I want it to be something that's just mine.
I just want to go back in time and hold my tongue when I should have.

What does it matter how much you say you won't forget,
What makes you think we won't drift apart?
What makes you think you're not like the rest, where you'll thrust me aside when you've got someone better?
Believing would only make me broken.
So i might as well not, and get broken earlier anyway.
You used to be my getaway plan, but now it's just different.


But I don't want to let you go.


Songs for you, Truths for me.

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