Just came back from Choir practice. To sum up for the practice today, we didn't collaborate with the conductor too much. Pretty much self practice. Everytime Mr L walks past our region or stands apart but far enough to hear us, my heart rate will starts to increase and all went wrong from pitching to lyrics(whatttt??).
After choir, I walked with Atikah to the opposite bus station but didn't board the same bus. I guess at least after 2 bus passes, then I took the 3rd bus(how this sentence prove my idioticy. 'Kaykay, the idiot takes the 3rd bus'.lol.).
Afterwards, I reached home seeing the familiar faces and then rants just about my day. Whooa.
I hate the day it strikes the 1st anniversaryyy. Oh I hate it.

I guess my brain can conquer this much memory for the day only. So, nighty night with your mighty might.
Love is neverafter.

P.S. My ears are upfilled with Kate Voegele songs. Ooh.
P.P.S. Maybe its one true time since then, but I promised you I lied.