Sunday, June 28, 2009
Yet, I couldn't find the reason why I should post it anyway.
Delicious Ambiguity.
posted at 12:19 AM
Thursday, June 25, 2009
And your reaction just makes me cringe.
posted at 8:34 AM
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
Lets say that things are back to normal.
Umm, most of it anyway.
Tired day at the beach.
*Yawns*
ENglish oral exams tmr.
CAn't wait^^
posted at 3:34 AM
Tuesday, June 16, 2009
Its not easy keeping my gaze from you.
I can't show, I can't.
But I still do.
I still do.
Anyway, Happy Bday Mr Hunt!
with sincerity!
posted at 8:21 AM
Saturday, June 13, 2009
Dear Diary,
Envious?
Maybe not.
Perhaps just a little more than that; or it could just be a little lesser.
No. Jealousness shall be it.
I guess its time that I should come to that fact: Life is unfair.
Well, if it is then, GARGLE MY BALLS lol..
Tbh it doesn't matter cos I'll be different. Because, someday I shall make you feel like a smart bungolio for not being appreciative. Because, someday you'll pay , I promise. Wait and see.
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"One day, ha-ha!"
"Yeah, some day. Ciao."
"Ciao~!"
She alighted.
A grin drew across my face. I stood to watch her go, wondering why she never knew, and why she will never know.
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eh ppls, 不是sian掉,but只是最近很vexed.
Thanks for the time.
Learnt alot!
posted at 9:18 AM
Friday, June 12, 2009
Dear diary,
I held it back today.
I know it still hurts but Im sure it will get better then.
Thanks for the call.
It meant everything.
Thank you for being there and listening.
I'll tell you more tomorrow.
Be there.
I'll just pretend that you are here.
posted at 12:52 AM
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
After awhile, I've began to learn that the hurtful words doesn't hit me anymore.
Idk how to put this lightly.
Someone has crossed the line that I had drew.
Perhaps, weaving a new lie create that short getaway.
But really, you're feet are sinking deeper- you don't get far nemore.
I guess that it would make things better if I could just spat back.
I kept my cool though.
Tbh, I have already scaled a greater height than you.
It doesn't even matter if it involved me being academically inclined.
Because I've seen the real people behind the hiding masks;
I've learnt how to be truthful to the people around me;
But most important of all,
I've learnt to love then judge.
Been dedicating most of my time on the chicken soup lately.
I guessed that it just might be the thing that occurred to me.
Tbh I would probably recommend it someone.
Then, perhaps it just might just hit you.
Yet, considering that the stories might just be too "complicated" for you to comprehend, I guess that its still just best staying as that you.
Cos its really yourself that shapes you.
Just don't keep and jagged edges sticking out.
It might just be too late when you realised that the people around you are bleeding.
*shrugs*
The porcupine.
The sharp pins.
Jealously guard its within.
The ticklish self,
The very one that I have last seen.
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I braced myself as I turned to gaze into his eyes.
They were wet now - I could see the wet glisters already.
"Its okay to cry,"I told him softly.
He bit his lips. But I knew they were not going to hold.
"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."
A raspy cough reverberated through the once silent corridor, which was quickly followed by the a clatter of heavy footsteps.
Someone is coming.
I turned to face him.
The eyes were tired, and the face was flushed but he was smiling.
"Yo! Not going home yet?" he greeted the familiar face that appeared from the bend.
The deux watched as the figure turned beyond the bend.
"It opens up someday. Then you will know why I'm keeping this from everyone."
I trudged slowly behind him,
for I have caught the same glister welling in those sad, tired eyes.
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I have seen how lowly and despicable some people can get.
Yah go on and degrade yourself
because i don't give a damn if i see you working dirty someday because you're going to scrap a life living cheap.
Fuck u bitches.
oops? I'm not going to. That's the job some random rotten junks from the streets who are keen to tend the farm. _|_
posted at 7:20 AM
Monday, June 1, 2009
Resolution
+ All smiles:)
+ Vulgarities are out! (slap me if you must)no thats a joke<
+ Peace. Im taking a neutral stand from now on.
+ kay im holy baaaw
posted at 3:16 AM