A Nightmare In My Dreams

After a long week of camps...

I learn a lot about my life again...

During council camp... I thought it would have been fun despite having so many friends around and my buddy.
I still feel alone. I've tried to blend in more though. I still dislike some idiots.
I am still treated as a joke. So what if I learn new skills, like rollerblading? I must say... I regret attending the camp.

It is probably the right time to cut the relationship of friends at this point of time.

Few days later...
It was choir camp.
Even though i wasn't involved much with the practices.
I was still glad that the juniors I cared and loved for, gave me as much attention.
I really hope they have fun and learn more about themselves.

Actually... I really hoped that my god younger sister would join back the choir.
Well... It seems right that I gave up on her.
However......
I miss her calling me ah gor.
I miss her poking me.
I miss her untying my shoe laces on purpose.
Most of all... I miss her loving her god brother.

I still care... my little sister.