dear journal,

My ITP was alright, still manageable.
Had been monitoring the local media over the past few days.
Discussed over the ITQ sent by various suppliers and tabulated the results
my collegues, and the staffs there, are nice people.
guess everything was alright.

maybe it's probably me, but i tend to have the habit of staring outside the window while taking the mrt in the morning. i'm bored, bored of everything. the vivid memories shuffle in my eyes, while the things i see outside; may not be the things i see in my eyes.
or maybe i'm sick.

i still got so much things, i want to do with.
i still got so much things, i want to say to.
i still got so much things, i want to share with.
i still got so much things, i really have.

presumably today is friday, i'm left with one more day.
God, i would fairly exchange my life for everyday is a cscc day to me.
i beg of you.

it's an impossible statement i made, that made me a fool.
a fool for the rest of my life.
where i'll remember for the rest of my life.

happy 11th month edward happy 11th to you.