I can smile again its so wonderful its like an entire load just disappeared.
though i really hope somebody will stop treating me like that its irritating
and went out with Father and SiYun today finally a cloud that i like. the bear who thinks far. and a drunkard who can't hold liquor... Happy 18th dude!
I'm just going to live with the vestiges and keep to myself. oh "holier than thou"
but studying is fun. I'm like a sponge. time to clean the grime a month is almost cutting it too close.
Through eyes as this i could not see How much you really meant to me Sometimes after the euphoria's gone away, You'll feel you did your part and say goodbye
Composing poems is all i do when i sit around and think about you
In a sing-song voice filled with passion I play the fool to earn your affection but when it comes to the choice of mate people only see the long term future
Its my flaw i must admit that i live for the moment, that i live for me
but once a while just take a breather and see that I'm a Joe without a sister The female touch is all i need, so just stay close and embrace me(?)
For I'm just a little boy inside, hurting easy needing to hide.
find the rhythm that needs to be and maybe one day you will see what I say when I do and not when I speak like a fool for actions speak louder than words, and then maybe, just maybe you will see that i still care so much about you.
I may just stop writing soon. i started this as a place to place feelings when perhaps it should have been just recounts.
when you are feeling totally lost. and no one is there to pick you up i knew I'd finally use up all my lifelines
there's a certain kind of support that one always seeks there's a kind of friend that one always wants. but is there a need? right now, i feel really down
I'm depressed. minor clinical depression.
if your handwriting reflects your personality, then doesn't the content speak about your state? introvert, huh. funny how MQ knows me better than myself. funny how he can see my uncertainties.
haha, why can people tell me more about myself than i can?
the song 'Broken Man' by Boys Like Girls comes to mind.
am i finally allowed to cry? because if hate and distance doesn't work, there's nothing physical left that I can turn to. and the kind of love that i need right now is far from spiritual
will someone just smile and talk to me? I'm pleading. please.
Finally someone can see beyond my "8-pointer" status... I'm a bum i hate studying for non-major exams. but maybe just for prelims I'll get me started. cos its true I'm quite clueless about stuff.
PTM was horrendous irritance ttm. at least it was quick and brief, just the way i like it. curt and to the point. unlike everyone else who goes round the bush and think you insignificant.
I could be but i shouldn't. but its so...euphoric over the moon baby!
Like a weasel my nature sly Yet not knowing I was watched by a Hawk's eye...
my feet hurt from all that walking its clear I'm unfit to do a woman's shopping
What's a world without sight? Merciless and cold.
my last message of the day is to a friend dear Ive wronged you much and the chill rings through the soul its glad i stayed clear when in rage for it cleared my mind it kept me sane
If its come again to this then let me be struck again and again gratitude
I live for the moment no matter what they say I'll fail A' Levels and I'll leave with regrets but if i can cherish what education can never bring, then maybe i may find heartfelt peace.
A thrashing snake hidden in part guised as friend, devious at heart A sibling of trust so false the fangs went deep where armor covered not It wasn't from wound that he bled out but poison of the subtle sort
All that remains is the salve to patch the quilt, the quilt called Trust Neither a soldier nor a rock but a slave to the economical clock. But as slave i can stll feel and your guilty looks have made me ill Stricken at heart, damage worse than steel.
You have made a hypocrite of yourself but that's what humans are, its no big deal Again i have to harden my heart to strike off all intruders, the sympathiser's card indulgence makes the soul grow weak but a love of a different colour never killed nobody.
I knew things could never be the same not with me spouting rubbish in the heat of the game With you i dreamt of pleasures unclean, yet innocent for the release it brings
I'm sorry to say its come to this though no man is an island I be no Man it seems.
Well muscled the body construct but weak in constitution, jealous at heart
its true that a sad man drives no point but its a cycle, like every other one though association brings the peak of fun Love's a cruel master, the Devil's Son.
L4D there's nothing that needs be said about that.
somehow, today was a really empty day. the heart's empty. Chuck can come up with good things sometimes. But i don't know so much. the poisoning of the mind is slow but sure. and i don't know what kind of poison has been used. the toxin of distance perhaps.
it just hurts so much its just not fair that i should burn like this.
I once thought highly of you now my thoughts just disappear into the breeze.
i once thought him close but the enigma clearly remains at that.
blood poured out from his every orifice as the demon possessed him with force. his screams were silent, his pain was not and the bells chimed in the past
bound in chains iron-clad strong the weary soldier trudges on taunted by daemons, mocked by faeries he shrugs them off, eyes set to the goal but blade on the ethereal make no mark and the pixies only strove to trip his every step, encumbrance every step of the way. his comrade left for differences he knew not the snowy owl he loved left his side but gentle angel voices soothed his every wound and forward he went for on all sides of the road, the commoners shamed him and at his heels were hell's minions waiting to devour...
my blogger posting template is fucked, i tell you.
one thing: Alex, i wouldn't have advised you to go for lecture. It will not be my opinion, and will never be. thought I'll let ya know.
blatant or not I think I'm gonna give up
people have been using "FML" don't think i would though.
a bit more, and the report will be ready for completion and with that, revision can also come to play.
till then... I think that I'm going crazy again. lonely like fuck.
Gaboo the island. yea right. I don't envy my position, Norman.
you will always be this specter looming over my life. maybe you'll plague me forever maybe I'll let the guilt hang over my neck or maybe I'll bang my head more often so that amnesia can claim me. somehow, things aren't going to be what they seem anymore.
Home from maths and back again, its silly how we would assume the world revolves around us. but who wouldn't complain?
somehow, when i say i have distaste for Sean, its cos he seems to say sorry like it was free. it isn't. yet sometimes, i realise its all you can ever do, and nothing can change anyway. sorry Poh for the change of mood. see: sorry is just spammed. but still, I'll just wanna adopt the "holier-than thou" attitude and keep it sacrosanct. and blame others for doing otherwise.
if i say that i haven't really let go, what would you do?
nothing really. i should really stop hurting those around me with my actions, be it family or friends.
but life ain't a cake, and blueberries always taste the same.
took this one from Auggie's blog
beautiful the couple in love just makes me wanna crack up the muscled hunk and the frisbee queen really really look good...
Now that Primrose has become 2 I don't know what to do.
sucky day today, seeing that i lost all the time to my migraine. wanted so much to hear your voice, saying "hi Gabe" sigh
careless whispers will get me no where i want it all back and stoning while trying to ignore the pain made me remember things i didn't want to
and my rebellious nature is getting me into trouble with the mother. sigh. and i missed out on watching Potter. not that i wanted, but the ticket was free. BAH
Where art thou my dear Primrose? are you hidden behind a tree, or under the hedge? if lies will carry you far, then I'll lie all the way to your heart.
kinda waste of time day... BoP was fun though. but somehow, the morn wasn't exactly my cup of tea. have i become too attached to you already?
no matter, I'm still the same. which goes to say isn't much. All i have to endure is 2 more weeks. just 2 more weeks and then i can start studying for real.
when can i get out of this shell, only time will tell. and to a certain someone, I'm trying here. but if you really have nothing to do with me then I'll even stop here. but i really don't want it to come to that.
after facing the music comes the symphony. literal and figurative.
the last stretch ain't that long after all. after i settle NPCC and NYAA it will be full steam. a game ain't hard to uninstall a PSP ain't hard to keep. what's left is my wife and me.
so what is your plan, friend? let's care and share.
and you ain't the only one who has been depressed. funny how i had to see someone else before i knew myself. Gabriel A Gabriel B one light, one dark. quote: " I have a light side, I have a dark side. having both makes life more fun" ~D.Gray-man.
scoop and stone I'm glad i cleared things before i stepped into the chasm.
you ever get that inspiration to WOAH, wake up and start to be the good little student that you are? I'm getting that fking vibes now... annoying, yet pleasant. somehow, my brain has begun to auto-consolidate everything that the teachers are saying... and many things just become background noise...
and i just love my passport...maybe cos it has recorded the days i went overseas? like Mawai and Cambodia... hahahah.... now to remember what we did... ARRRGHHH>>> es,.[gskbym-390i6,cv-2i, .t1349iy,1v936
last thing: I didn't come to CJC of my own free will i was placed here, by God. and my, am i thankful.
friends, friends, friends, its time to let the past go. my greatest regret is that i initially came to CJ for the wrong reason. I won't leave this place with the same confusion.
Thanks Pat, you let me understand attraction sigh.
just let it be.
I'll factorise to terrorise
and I'll remember our Batam OCIP. it reminds me that I there are certain leeways that have been given to me and that not seeing you made me happy. if love always wins, then I'm glad it didn't happen to me.
its cruel, but justifiable its painful, but only for the short term. but what if studying never ended. "life-long learning," they said. well fuck me if i want my brains to die.
got to be a little sad today. don't know the reason though. just felt...sad.
bio screwed up, chem screwed up, maths sure screwed up. have to write own SGC. have to settle attendance. have to finish Econs and NYAA.
class wasn't too great an atmosphere today. I'm sorry i had to say that, but I really can't take you not affirming your faith or that someone else would brand you otherwise.
I hope you don't blame me.
the two emotions I'm most prone to love and hate. seems to be little ground for in-betweens.
Primrose, Primrose, no doubt you know who you are. last i checked on the chains i placed, they still held though frayed and strained.
I will lose my mind.
should not have dl-ed rockband. I'm hooked to it, Drea! bzzt
let me be extremely vulgar here: why the heck do you people attend a wake for? is it to be sad with the rest, a commemoration of his death, or what...to say last goodbyes?
I'm not inhuman. just perhaps I haven't seen enough death yet. but the kid's dead. you should have said the things when he was alive not when he's resting six feet under.
why not celebrate the poor soul's life. not his death. i feel like a fking hypocrite talking about this though. since I'm the fag that's so looking forward to dying.
I envy MQ. his take on life is refreshing and enlightening to a sod like me. "i appreciate what i have," so to speak. sigh.
the world would be a better place if only everyone smiled more. I'm serious...its amazing what a simple little smile can do. but no one would listen anyway...
maybe all i wanted was people to feel proud of me but all I'm feeling now is that I'm a dirtbag... perhaps one day... but I'm proud of my class. I LOVE THEM MUCH stupid sitting arrangement...but somehow I don't mind it...cos... that's all:)
not getting married sounds like a damn good idea. especially the children part. jokers like me ain't worth breathing but hell, that's not for me to say:( still I'm alive, and am healthy...gotta take pride in that...
bah, someone should really stop living like the whole world hates her. they don't hate you...they just don't even know you exist. so pretend they don't exist either.
btw. I'm really enjoying the show i see. its just sweet.
People keep a barrier around themselves. that bubble of personal space. was super amused at the lady in the lift.. just because i brought a bike in, she squashed herself to the wall and not only her, its like everyone's so afraid that the bike would come crashin down...rofl just makes me chuckle, how PATHETIC humans are.
but I'm also amazed at how much capacity the same humans would have. but that respect goes to a few.
got Seraphina back... I MISSED YOU HONEY!
I'm so glad all this is over. tiredness is all gone. great.
The only person that people love in the end is themselves That's why you choose to love the person who can please you the most. -Nana
selfish, yes? but it must be, for that's what I've come to see i really just feel so tired... I'm glad that nothing happened...no, correction, I'm glad that i got to be that way it just lets me see how i was how others clicked.
I've never felt so happy, on my way home today. this sudden inexplicable joy(?)...i even jumped up in the middle of nowhere perhaps its true...true that i have a female way of thinking overly emotional, often irrational yet rational decisive, yet otherwise.
i think it wasn't Jar or anyone else that left me. I think it was I that left them. like it was my greatest fear, that it came down to me
it is always me, isn't it? so why does everyone seem to care about this rotten apple?
humans really perplex me. i wonder if i'm part of the species sometimes.
the Hols have made me very lonely but somehow, i just dread returning to school curses. Chem tmr, and i can't bother about it... maybe some Ksp or I.E.
sigh, I'm tired.
Love, is a story between 2 human beings so if you can't think of the other, its possible it won't work -Nana