Beauty of the Phoenix. It flaps it's wings majestically, so magnificent. The personality always changes, since it can forget of the past from it's recantation. But sometimes memories come back. Some are great on certain occasions, but most of the time it haunts the Phoenix. The flaming teardrops drips and burn in the air. It is why no knows it's feelings better than the Phoenix itself. The Phoenix is a friendly creature, but if provoke, it can strike with deadly force. It's feathers are always burning, always. Bright red and yellow, it is simply a wonderful sight. The flame will never extinguish and will burn for an eternity. (I might be misinterpreting this majestic beast)

Today was lessons, lessons and more lessons. The only thing that shock me the most is that my group in the stamp competition got a sliver, and it was last minute work. Even Jia Liang's group only got certificate of particpation, and they worked on it for a few months. anyway it was boring the whole day. Played Gunbound and help Jeremy scan some stuff for his HLC. Boring life I have isn't it?

My Drug container only has two bars left, must refill...