Feeling kind of down now. I don't know and don't understand why I started to think of him again. It's hard to believe that I'm going to begin a new chapter of my life, without him. He would become part of the past. Someone that I loved, but had no fate to be with. Will I ever say that he was a guy that I onced loved him before? Or will I still love him as much even as time goes by?

Oh.. I just discovered that the repairman came and finally fixed my table lamp. I knew it because I looked up and found the light bulb shape to be different. Well, there's one conclusion for this. He does have the keys to go into people's room when they are away. I was rather busy these two days and I didn't let him into my room. Still, I got my light fixed and I do feel a bit happier now. Ahaha. Why? Well, it's like having night blindness in my room, without the table lamp.

My hair seemed to be tangling badly nowadays. Conditioned it with a hair mask yesterday, but I would say that it helped little. Looks like the ends will have to be snipped off. My hair grew quite long over these past few months. It's currently like 7-8 centimetres off my bra strap? It's the first time in my entire life that it is so long. It will look even longer if I rebond my hair. Oh.. And I doubt that I will be going for curls because my hair condition is really so bad now. Perming chemicals are harsher and this means that the risk of my hair tangling will be higher!

Just went for the body sculpting class. This class meant business! I felt my weak abdominals and butt working out. Maybe I wouldn't be able to sit straight tomorrow because it will be aching like hell. By the way, my right ankle is better now, but I still can't twist my feet to the right. It just sent a pain down my leg. Boohoohoo..

Living in this hostel has let me discover people of all sorts. How did I know? Well, through the corridor. It is the best spot to discover, or rather "hear" the people. There is this singer who obviously enjoys singing, especially when she walks across the corridor. For your information, it was "All by myself" yesterday. Drunk french guys who felt compelled to scream their lungs off in the middle of the night, along with their friends who tried to hush them down with a times 10 volume. A particular girl from the other wing of the hostel who likes to come over and chit chat non-stop in the corridor, which I'm sure she does know that her conversations would be heard by 9 other people living in the same hallway. The grumpy security guard who knocks on your door if your music is a tad too loud. That's fair, but he seems to be forever grumpy. What a "happening" corridor I have.. .