Sala, 15 years to grow until we see its flower. Pink and yellow, like our high school colors.

Isolated myself from others. Don't know why but that's what I feel like doing. Keep only the ones with similar personalities, the ones who don't like to socialize much with others.

Prefer to be alone most of the time. Feel lonely sometimes, and bored, but better stay this way than bringing disappointments into life.

Some people can love easily and many at the same time. I am not anything better. I love only one but can be with many at the same time. I know what I am doing. I know how I feel. I know what I should do. And I know what will happen. I don't know now what to do when it happens but I will know.

Sala, it smells very sweet. I want to pick and keep it in my pocket so I can admire it anytime I want. But sala can die so fast, like any other good thing in life. It can stay only short peroid of time then it goes away. Never expect anyting to return because even if it does, it won't be the same.