Thursday, August 19, 2010
i remembered that i said before
that if im to be M.I.A
i wont be back anymore
all i can do is walk away,
with a smile
on my face
and the pride
of throwing you aside
i have greater things to accomplish
than to be fooled by you
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3:36 AM
Friday, June 04, 2010
A man was walking down the sideroad.
as the clock ticks towards midnight,
he fastened his pace in urgency to meet up with his friends for he does not want to let them wait.
his mind was full of emptiness and his ears was plugged with ear phones as he brisked pass the strangers who were eating at the side stalls.
he was locked into his own world; just him, and music, caring less for wad is happening around him.
stall by stall he passed by, just like how the cars zoomed by him at the other side of the road.
He walked passed a soya milk shop, and looked into a car parked outside that particular shop.
a familiar face was looking at him, a sense of tingling feeling within him, but he could not care more.
one step.
two step.
he turned around to look again.
this time, that familiar face smiled.
the lady was waving at him, only then did he realised that feeling he had 11 years ago.
yes,
that same tingling feeling he had during those days.
she got down the car, and they talked awhile, describing how their lives had been going so far.
so far ? so good.
or so it seems to him.
farewells exchanged and there she goes.
Again.
He was caught, dumbfounded jus like how it was years ago.
He continued walking.
He had to, for he could not afford waiting again.
Its a pain in the ass, but he would've hoped it would last.
Indeed it lasted
For a few years now , he stood and waited ..
sometimes he just felt he was being played on
but that strong faith within him kept telling him to hang on
"hang on" he told himself
at first , he was sure of his feelings
even for right now , he still is
but..he had lost hope
that faith that he once had
the belief
all he needed was just a simple affirmation
and yet...
"no guarantee" , was what was heard of ..
he is tired now..
of the uncertainties, the fears ...
how he wished he could just be told that he was being played on ,
so he could just simply move on..
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12:36 AM
" It took me so many years to realise that i actually loved myself more ,
than u ever did .. "
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12:13 AM
Saturday, February 13, 2010
I look down on peope who abuse drugs.
it just disgusts me.
just die
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4:34 AM
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
3 D's to happiness
Dont know
Dont care
Dont think too much
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3:20 AM
Friday, January 01, 2010
Ok so another year has passed , just nice been about 4 months since i last posted
i dont quite get the idea of blogging now, i don even noe who even bothers comming to my blog
and bother to read all these stuff that i written. of which about 90% of what i post couldnt be understood by my readers.
now is the year 2010, another decade has passed since the millenium. And to sum it all up, the year 2009 has been a year of ups and downs..well i ord peacefully, managed to get a silver medal for volleyball in singapore men's open, found some great jobs of which i got to know great friends. learnt alot of new things and been to places where no any ordinary persons can even get to. travlled to bangkok and australia, one of which i lived and the other i almost died. I began to love myself more , seeking to improve myself within to cope with this ugly world out there. i crashed my best friend's car , not to mention i almost killed 2 of my bestest friends, i endured through camp days , worked overly and too hard that i neglected my friends , family and loved one, up to the point i almost die of hunger working.. all for the sake of money.
I worked too hard , trained too hard, so much to the verge of losing myself..where i dont even know who i am anymore. what is my purpose in this life? i have to admit..money is definitly my first motivational drive. the thing that keeps me going and going.
im not the kind of person who gives up easily, yet, im stll a human after all. all i can do is still limited.
it sucked when i see my friends crumbling down one by one..but still im glad i at least tried to keep us together even though im not really involved. as we all grow up, things will never gonna be the same as it was anymore. and if anything happens, we are still one big family after all.
what has happened to me ? i used to be so carefree, dont even have to worry about anything at all. but now..look at me..i cant even find myself anymore...
Year 2010. gonna be a year of many many changes. im starting school at SIM soon, first week of school already have competition comming out for me. new team , new despair... but that still wont stop me from killing the opponents opposite me.
thru these few years, ive learnt a simple lesson which i will keep for life.
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I RATHER BETRAY THE WORLD. THAN LET THE WORLD BETRAY ME.With this. i end.
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2:58 AM
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
how does it feel
when you are suffering alone
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12:47 AM
Friday, June 26, 2009
HAHA.
friends are indeed important
and yes indeed i can see so.
i just wish i was a little higher up there in the hierarchy of
all the factors, including the minor ones
maybe not at the top
but probably somewhere abit more noticeable
somewhere i can be seen at least
changes are normal
cock up as usual
im afraid
seldom in life im ever afraid
but now i have a fear
afraid of having too high a hope
and in the end, rewarded with a sense of emptiness
so isnt it better not to expect anyything
i wonder what one is thinking
sometimes cant things be more clear ?
and not like that big long fence in the middle of korea
yes means yes
no means no
nuclear bomb means nuclear bomb
wondergirls means wondergirls
imagine walking in a tunnel
and u see a light
u chased it
only to realise the light is always there but never brighter
how ?
no choice lor
lan lan lor
i wish i was fucking rich
fucking fucking rich
don have to worry about money
money will just drop from the sky
i wish i am jus fucking fucking rich
can go cheong everyday
can drink everyday
can drive neat cars around
and fetch those pretty babes
i wish i was fucking fucking rich
can bring you around the world on a holiday
i wish i was fucking fucking rich
so i dont have to work till the clear moon night
but whats the point of being fucking fucking rich
when you have no one to enjoy it with
so i guess im better off being fucking fucking poor
cant think too much now
wad a drive
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2:38 AM