I've realise that my hair is getting brittle. Thinner and thinner they have gotten, from black to brown they've changed. Time has hit me so hard, I must admit, I have to age.

I've realise that my memory has gone from bad to worse. I'll start to look for my specs even if I am wearing them. Now one more problem has arise, how can I manage my CCA life?

I've realise that friends can no longer be trusted at times. When knowing too much becomes a sin, and spreading them out turns everything stale, I wonder, how did I know you then? Maybe friendship aren't that pure afterall, and I really hope that I'm wrong.

I've realise that I am drifting apart now. When my presence is a nuisance, and work becomes the excuse of absence. Maybe that's the trend as we grow, from friends to lovers, and the playtime's all gone.

I've realise many things that I should not know. It's a burden to me, and turned everything sore. Upon reflection, I've realsie that Human Stupidity has caused it all... ...