Somehow sometimes i just don't want my picture to be taken because I was gng to cry....
If anybody spoke to me or looked at me too closely at tat moment....
the tears would fly out of my eyes and the sobs would fly out of my throat and....
I'd cry for d whole month...
I could feel the tears brimming and sloshing in me....
like water in a glass that is unsteady and too full....
just like tat day,when u guys r busy takin photo wif d two tourists....
and u guys ask me to go over n take photo wif u guys....
i din walk towards n join u guys...
x tat i act lik bossy...
x tat i wanna act lik there's x one else in my eyes...
x tat im emo...
it's tat....
and tats d reasons y.....
n after tat i rush to d toilet, n try to control my tears...
n den JY appears....n i just act tat im okay...
n when we get bac on d van....i used my sweater to hide myself n cry silently....
n my make-up do spoilt abit...='(
n tat's oso d time when i feel somethg is x right....
my body is acting weird....
sorry....
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