if only it was right

i remembered on the first day of iap, i complaint alot.
kept counting seconds which seems like hours.
hoping iap to end faster etc.
and it feels weird yesterday.
mixed emotion.
there were butterflies in the stomach when the clock strikes 5.
it marks the end of iap.
i guess i'm gonna miss the people there and the food.

and i'm gonna be back school on mon to start my fyp.
i'm not sure if i'm ready to welcome stress.
but i hope i will get the easiest project, at least something i'm familiar with.
i hope god heard agnes's prayer.

a couple of emo things happened yesterday.
receieved touching emails from my team, received hugs and kisses
and agnes prayed for me.

honestly, i think i had met good people,
though no good looking people.


HELLO, MY NAME IS REGINA DENNIS NG:)