If I could sum up the school year of 2008, the phrase i would use is FUCKED UP. CJ was okay, but it was never home to me. I never had friends you could say anything to, I never fit in because I was too rich, too emo, too AC...too different. After 2 years, it's still been like a place of transition for me, rather than a school- just somewhere for me to study and take the exams. I know where my heart lies.

There. Always there.


But after the prelims, life really looked up. I made so many more friends at AC who turned my life around. I love them all, and I'm happy as long as I think of it as 10 AC people, rather than 9+1. Happy... as long as my memories are safely suppressed and locked away in the deep recesses of my mind, and I don't uncover anything that unlocks the Pandora's Box.
Happy, as much as anyone, who has gone through what I have, can manage to feel.