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Friday, October 29, 2010
allowed entry at 10:40 am

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahh, go away lah!

=(


Sunday, October 17, 2010
allowed entry at 11:07 pm

How did we become such boring people leading boring lives?
Is it because we've had it with a life full of thrill? Or is it that we're growing up?
One thing's for sure, I like doing it with you.





Could someone please help me?
Help me create a list of places to go in this boooooooooooooooooring country.

I kinda hate being around buildings. This country is worse than a freaking concrete jungle. It's like... concrete amazon. HAHA I can't think of anything smarter than that.
I like places where I could chill with nature. Not concrete.
And there definitely needs to be no crowd too. I hate crowds.
Oh! And it involves using as little money as I possibly can hhaaha

I know, I know. I'm difficult.



I ♥ you


Thursday, October 14, 2010
allowed entry at 2:44 am

Why the fuck must everything be so fucking unfair?
We can plan all the fuck we want but the world just fucks everything up.
Disappointment is a motherfucking understatement. I hate getting my hopes and dreams crushed time and again.
But I'll never give up. Cause I've been dealing with disappointments my whole fucking life.

Fuck reality.
I just wish things were a whole lot better in real life than in my fucking imaginations.


Monday, October 11, 2010
allowed entry at 2:43 am



Delete. I will not be frozen.
No more poison killing my emotion.
Please fuck off and die as I do not wish to see you anymore.


Is anyone else sick of my blog layout?
I think I've had this layout for more than a year now. I've tried searching for new layouts but they all look like shit.
I need something simple and minimalistic.


Thursday, October 07, 2010
allowed entry at 2:02 am

It's been a long time since Marina Barrage opened but yesterday was our first time there. Seriously. We're that lazy.
And I have to say, that place is boring. The 45928754 distracting and confusing signs and the huge trucks that drove past us, the whole shenanigan wasn't worth it.
The view wasn't nice. Plus there wasn't even a single breeze.
The only thing interesting was the loud croaks of frogs.





Let go of your past by reliving it.
Letting go of your past means honoring your memories.
Letting go of your past can mean going back.
Letting go of your past means expressing your emotions.
Letting go of your past means being vulnerable.
Letting go of your past means burying your pride.

I feel like I've been carrying a heavy heart with me every single day.
Take heart in the knowledge that life is a bumpy ride, and most of the time things will eventually improve.
Even if hope has burned with time, anything that's dead shall be regrown.
Good riddance.



Tuesday, October 05, 2010
allowed entry at 7:40 pm

Sometimes I wonder why we do the things we do.
Why we'd go the extra mile for people. Why we'd hurt people intentionally. Why we care so much. Why we don't give a flying fuck so much.
Can we blame it on the 'spur-of-the-moment reaction' or is it just human nature?

Sometimes I wonder why I even bother.
When others clearly don't. When you're putting in so much of your energy and effort but people don't notice.
In the end when things turn bad, you'll end up blaming yourself and you're left to wonder what went wrong in the first place.


I really wish everything in my life would go my way, according to what I had picture in my head.
Where nothing would ever go wrong and no one would hate each other for anything.
Where nothing negative could possibly happen and there will be happy faces everywhere, everyday.
I really wish.