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Saturday, March 31, 2007
allowed entry at 2:22 am

Shit Fuck Crap.
SOMEONE HELP ME.
I think I need Nabila, Daya, Meera and Yany with me right now.
They make me feel the most at home.
My mum can't reach a MILLIONTH of how they make me feel.

I know only like 3 people know about this blog but -
I have to say, if anything happens to me, I want you guys [not only those four but everyone I'm close with right now] to know that you guys mean the world to me.
I couldn't have gone through the many many stages of life without you guys by my side.
When I'm not on the phone or online with any of you guys, I swear I feel lost.
I know I sound too dependant on you guys but I just can't help it.

Ohkay a tear or two just ran down my face.

Anyways where the heck is Daya? =(
She's probably stuck in the bus back from her beloved Clarke Quay.
Come online quick, love!


Wednesday, March 28, 2007
allowed entry at 3:11 am

I know, my blog looks like shit.
It reflects my shit life, but it has meaning in it.
And I'm content with it.
Like how I'm content with my situation/life right now
Eventhough secondary school's over and I'm about to start school, I like how things are.

I wanna freeze time.
Let me state the freaking reasons why.
  • There's nothing in the world to worry about. No schoolwork, no exams, no teachers, no rules. OMFG just plain freedom
  • You get to sleep and wake up late like noone's business.
  • You get to go out with your friends everyday till you get flat broke like I am now. CB.
  • You're still as close as ever or even closer with your mates at secondary school. Once the new term starts, people start to lose contact and drift away.

I think I have more reasons but I just can't remember them right now.
Cause some people on msn are getting on my fucking nerves -.-


Anyways.
I can't wait for Friday.
Night.
I wanna see how deeply in SHIT my brother is.
Wanna know the story?
Whee.

A few months back, my bro went to some army training shit in some island in Asia.
He had a girlfriend back then, I don't know which, cause he keeps on changing partners every month nowadays.
And yeah, they talked on the phone and texted each other while he was over at that training facility.
Then he checked how much his bill was.
It was over a thousand bucks.
And guess who he told first when he got back?
Me -.-
He told my dad after telling me.
But my dad's awesome and he often keeps stuff from my mum.
So yeah, he kept this issue from her, saving my bro from getting his ass kicked.
The overdued bills keep on coming in and my dad keeps on scratching his head on how he could pay the bills off.
I guess he couldn't find a solution.
So a few days back, my mum checked the mail and there was this letter from this law firm addressed to my dad.
And so it states :-

Dear Sir

Claim by Singapore Telecommunications LTD -

[Some shit here and there]

We are instructed by our clients that you are indebted to them for the sum of $1442.63 [blahblahblah]

Taken notice that the said sum of $1442.63 is paid to our clients within 7 days of the date of this letter, we have firm instructions to commence legal action to recover the same without further reference to you, in which event, our clients shall also look to you for all costs interest and expenses incurred.

[Some shit again]

Yours faithfully,
[Shithead's signature]



So yeah.
My family's in deep shit.
Not too deep.
Just deep.
I told my dad, before my mum found out, that he could use my savings to pay it off.
But if he did, my mum would find out, which she eventually did.
Oh well.
I blame that skank whore who kept my bro on the phone with her.
She promised to pay half of it.
But that skank whore ran off with a fat ass bastard and prolly fucked each other till both of them died.

Alrighty bitches.
I wanna go open up a new microsoft word document and continue on my writing.
It's freaking peaceful right now.
Like every other lonely nights -.-


Tuesday, March 27, 2007
allowed entry at 4:29 am

Whoa.
Love me for creating a new blog, please.
But shush, I don't want people to know I have one.
Later I'll be too popular then how?
Ohkay feeling feeling.

You know what?
Now that I have a blog, I dont know what to write about.
Macam cb sia.

Oh well.
I'll just post one of my writings up.
It's the best lyrics I've written so far during my lonely nights at home just staring at the computer eventhough people talk to me on msn and I'll appear to be busy or away.
That was one long sentence.
Oh if you don't know, I'm having those moments in life where "the pen is mightier than the sword".
Or in other words, I'm writing my thoughts down in pen and paper, or rather keyboard and screen.
I've been spending many many many quiet nights at home and while others are asleep, I'm wide awake infront of my computer.
My brain activity has been very low and I guess 45% of my brain cells have died off.
So with those 2 reasons, I've been writing.
Heck, my words ain't worth reading.
But for what it's worth, here's the best writing I've done.
It's called "Black Roses".

The inspiration for this
How ironic it is
The suffocation and torment felt
Is like never before
This sword won’t kill enough to make you feel

The lone ranger sitting on the sidewalk
Turned my red rose black
He touched my life like no one ever did
Surprisingly, not even you

That day changed it all
You retreated due to the reality
Reality never hurts anyone
But it tortured me seeing you change

Keeping in touch is easy
Letting go is fucked
I’m torn
Fucking torn