on the bathroom floor

Ah. I love watching people cry on tv. I love watching all the frustration and pain. Seeing them shout and even fight. While we're here sitting at home watching/laughing/jeering. I love the fuzzy wuzzy game that we learnt today, that made us rack our brains like crazy. Archery's not that boring after all...

We had a very nice discussion today on how things are in G3...whether it has become too clique-y dot dot dot. I've come to find that people seem to prefer to see and assume the worst about others before even knowing them well enough. Like I said in my earlier post, it just seems easier. Well, enough of the easy path. I'm starting to see the beauty of many of my classmates already. And that's the truth.

With a little effort, maybe we can prove to ourselves that good things genuinely exist.