LOADS OF WORK.

i've got lots of work to do.
lots of tests
loads of projects.
JUNKS OF STRESS.
who wan some..i can give them.
realised what one of my frens said was right.
"sometimes, there are sth tt actually took place but you cant deny the fact that they really happened."
and these things are memories that can't be erased.
it REALLY EXISTED ONCE.
it REALLY HAPPENED.
it is REALITY.
gosh
i feel so funny today.
sometimes, i feel that life is like a story.
made up of many many sheets of papers.
each piece of paper represent a person, something that happened, astage of our life.
and we start to write on a fresh page of paper when we encounter these new things.
with a start, there'll always be an end.
that is when we stop writing on that paper.
if you don't stop writing, you'll be stuck there.
thus, WE JUST HAVE TO MOVE ON.
THAT'S THE CONCLUSION.