Forgotten
I was at the toilet...when someone saw me...and said, "I didn't know you did FWOC".
I wasn't too affected this time round.
I'm used to being forgotten. It's probably my fault for having such a low profile anyways, never really gotten back the "energy" and enthusiasm after J1.
In fact, sometimes...I WANT to be forgotten.
Sometimes...but most of the time of cos' I don't want to.
Haha...the little contradictions in life.
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