I'm tired. Plain tired. After the hectic-ness of the past month, I've had to make a critical decision about something I didn't really want to have to do. I'm heartbroken. And I think that apart form a scarce few, no one can really understand how it felt, and why I teared after making it.

But no looking back now, so all I can do is proceed with determination =S

Aside, the past 2 days of school have really let the idea "this is J2!!" sink in. If this isn't setting the tone, I don't know what is. Our new teachers aren't bad at all, though.