Today, happy day,
not so happy day,
but better than many around...
gah...dunno why i've been so emo...
over trivialities i have made my own life so hard...
over the hated and insignificant things i've brooded...
the root of the problem, Love...
and so i shall abstain from this emotion
i shall have none, show none, entertain none...
ties shall be cordial,
conversations simple
feelings, to be an empty void...
and so i shall hope to change,
to be one without compassion,
to be one without love,
to be one without passion...
but how simple will doing this be?
how can distancing myself be easy?
gah...
still, lip service is easy, to do things, its easier said then done...
so the deal of today:
woke up late,
so almost didnt reach it in time...
but still, managed to be in uniform all ready before parade started...
and whoderful, the amount that Bro.Paul was talking...haha,
though managed to distance myself...that any speeches passed by as quickly as the wind blows...useful skill ah...
then, off to CCAB to Bhangra...
took bus there while all other non UG and councillor had to walk...
so, dined on prata while CJCians filed in slowly ...
then, settled, did the dance, then headed back to Maris...
yet, i do not know my purpose there, whether i'm welcome back or not...
hostility and such...
and then, mainly the rest of the damn day turned into a freaking mess
gone to a class outing that gone kaput...dunno what's up man...
class unity not there...so many acquaintances around, yet no real comradeship...
then off to dinner at mostly Wenjie's expense, which i'm to say, made me think again,
that he may face many insecurities, that he partially thinks that money may buy him friends, yet he doesn't know that they are already steadfast buddies...
sigh, the things people do for their companions...
so now at home, and at the worst dilemma ever...
Basketball or PW?
what was i thinking and doing man,
to forget our project...is A' Level so unimportant to me?
now really tired and burdened, due to false promises and such
what am i to do?
no one can tell me...its troubles that i've heaped on myself...
compounded over time and procrastination
Scoundrel, Scumbag, Wastrel,
What I've Become,
Its Still A Fine Line
Heavy Heavy Is My Heart
Devoid Of Emotions?
What For, Then, To Be A Human?
