Thursday, May 31, 2007

have you ever tasted sin?

Sin tastes abit like tobasco. Its sour but the after effects are spicy and you may upset your stomach if taken in huge doses. I like it though, so you should try some too.

She's back! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!

Do you care if I don't know what to say?
Will you sleep tonight? Will you think of me?
Will I shake this off? Pretend its all okay?
That there's someone out there who feels just like me,
there is.

A medication box is useful when you're injured, most people call it the First Aid box. It has almost everything an injured person needs, but if it is not utilised by a trained professional, medications are useless due to the lack of knowledge of each purpose. An injured person may still die eventually.

Everyone thinks they know everything. Whatever they have in their minds, is a fixed set of theory that another individual needs to take time to comprehend. This fixed set of theory is difficult to change, and it makes people arrogant, ignorant and sometimes even a fuckface. Is it really so difficult to accept what another individual tell you? What if what they say actually makes sense and it is the world's stand? What if, you fuse your own theory with another and make more sense out of it?

The way we are brought up, the common beliefs that our parents passed downed to us varies tremendously as we grow older. That is why some of us rebel. Rise against to those who opposed our own thinking. Eventually, if we follow what we believe and continue taking what's right for ourselves, it'll be fine I guess.

I was thinking of asking you to be my girl, if you're reading this?! Although I think the answer will be the usual "I dont know." and I really do feel like slapping your forehead, but no choice la! Like you said, you're naturally an ass, hahahah!

So should I ask ANOT?!!!! tell me laaaaaaaaaaa.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

post hardcore

I still cannot click with people who studies or have studied in junior colleges. I tried my best, but fuck, just cannot click, sorry. Im weird la. HAHA. She's coming home later! yay!! Working at brewerkz tires me out, I want to clock in at least 40 hours a week but my physical abilities do not allow me to do so. It is not I do not want to work or anything similar, but i just feel very tired and I really want more time to myself. I do not want to grow up so quickly sometimes, but come to think of it, I have already grown up.

Was talking to one of my Brewerkz friends just now. He said" Everyone has his or her dark past.". That was after I showed him the scars I had on my arm after he told me he sort of self mutilates himself when he was younger. Im always thinking most people I met, although, yes, we all have our dark pasts but most of them I met, I do not feel it like as bad. I do not know, maybe Im just being irritating. Well, I have met people who have very dark pasts, and in comparision, mine is peanuts. Well...nevermind.

Still, I feel that the world is unfair, its just that it was never unfair in my favour and that SUCKS! haha. I hope she msges me when she gets back. I dont know! I hope Im in her mind or something, even like a zap of thought which passes very fast, but still, yeah, I hope I was that mere zap.

SLEEPING TIME.

Monday, May 28, 2007

mood

I miss someone. I miss someone.I miss someone. My phone is too quiet. My phone is too quiet. My phone is too quiet.

I got cheated today. CHEATED, and I swear I will never ever do that thing again no matter what happens.

I was never motivated. I was never motivated. To do anything. I'd rather feel motivated. I'd rather.

I'd like to...I'd love to...

School school school. Fuck school la. Fuck school again. Shitty Mondays, shitty people, shitty class, fuckfaces.

HUNGRY HUNGRY HUNGRY. School, cheap food, lousy food, same shit. BLOG BLOG BLOG. Useless.

A series of questions were never answered. Never answered. Idiots all around. Pisses me off. FUCKFACES.

Saturday, May 26, 2007

poprocks and coke

Light the fire, light the fire, light the fire. Chug chug chug! I have no time to do anything. I have so much time to do everything. I make decisions that I do not make 6 years back. I make decisions for the future good rather than a moment of impulse. Is this proof that I have grown up? Or has every any other been doing this since 6 years ago? I feel I learn more than the others about what this life is all about. I feel old inside, feel that I haven't been doing any thing childish for the past 2 years, feels so mundane, so stagnant. At 20, should I already have achieved something? Like a business or maybe accomplish something, so that people around me, who know me will be in awe? Or is 20 really too young a age to have achieved something this major? Why are there reports saying that there are 25 year olds who are in charge of business and making a name? What makes this special then, the age right? They are young and they marked a spot. Money cannot be everything, but in Singapore, it seems like it almost is. The pursue of passion fails most who really damage themselves just to make their passion a reality. This nation concentrates on the creme of the crop, passion, lucky ones who make it, are seen as jems, but what about those who are trying? Those who cannot make it, what happened to them?

Everywhere you turn, it'll be a turning point. Noone can direct you where to go but yourself, either you make a right turn or a wrong turn. When we're young, a wrong turn is inevitable. That is where we learn? Or is it time we wasted turning? Should we have listened to our parents when we were younger so we can turn correctly? If I agree to this point, then my 1234,1234 post is contradicted.

I should be going out!

Friday, May 25, 2007

my straight face

I keep listening to "The last song I'll ever write for a girl". I don't know why, but its an old and all time favourite.

"I guess I'll never figure out, what womenkind is all about." TRUE.

Random, I have nothing to do and I can't fall asleep, so I type.
Wanted to buy a book today, but I'm restrained by the stupid thing called MONEY, the book is called 'Things I Loved'.
Working later at 12pm, please let me wake up at 10am, PLEASE.
This girl went to Tokyo just now, and will be gone for a week.=(
Ate MEE POK again, cos I like it and I don't want to eat curry rice.
Suppose to go to a chalet later, but I have to work.SORRY.
Im working alot, I have the intention to play but at the same time I need to survive.
Woke up at Eric's house today, he looked quite frustrated and tired.SIGH.
I should be sleeping.

I have a new clock on my blog.LOOK LEFT!
I'm blogging like a girl this post.

I am so bored.

Wednesday, May 23, 2007

for "music lovers"

"I love anyone who is into the music. When people take it a step too far into fashion and personality,
that's when I shut off. I have a difficult time embracing fans who love the side effects more than
the actual music. Listen to music, not artists, let the art speak for itself."
-Anthony Green

yep, Anthony said whatever I wanted to.

Tuesday, May 22, 2007

to fall in

What is it like to fall in love?

Well, say the object of your affection walks by...

First, your heart falls into your stomach and splashes your innards.
All the moisture makes you sweat profusely.
This condensation shorts the circuits to your brain and you get all woozy.
When your brain burns out altogether, your mouth disengages and you babble like a cretin until she leaves.

Medically speaking.

Sunday, May 20, 2007

let me start this from the day we met...

Sometimes, I do not want to complain, but at times when I look at friendster accounts and saw poseurs, i just get very irritated. How the fuck do you define poseurs? Like Aiden? Yes, those retards are, and so are those here who IDOLISE them. Singapore is fucked la, everyone does things cause everyone is doing it, and when you try to really be different, you get scolded, what the fuck right?

There are retards here who claim themselves "artistic", "a music lover"...but fuck, its like, aiyerrr! The fucking music industry screwed it all anyway. $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $ $, fame, dressed up to fit in, this is what is happening.

Poseurs, just fuck off really.

Friday, May 18, 2007

pher-ed

I am all about you now. I know it and I mean it. The past is over and it really is. You're so uncertain about everything, but I want to be the one who assures you everything is going to be alright. Just...for one day, be mine.

NIGHTS!

Thursday, May 17, 2007

1234 1234

"You, you try, you try to get by",
"You'll never pull it off.",
"You shouldn't even try.".
"You're a wet cigarette.",
"You're always 2nd best.",
but they're never gonna give a shit about anybody but themselves. You fight for them to realise, there's more to life, there's more to you, there's more than meets the eye. And when you're done, the battles' been won, you sit back and smile and this is what you hum, you hum.. 12341234!

The years go by, the time it does fly. Every single second is a moment in time that passes oh, so quick and it seems like nothing, but when you're looking back, well it amounts to everything. I've got myself, I've got my friends, I've got my little family, but that's not where it ends. This one goes out to you, it goes out to everyone. Its in the name of honesty cos life has just begun..12341234!

Look around little brother, can you tell me what you see? You're a big boy now so take responsiblity. You never had it hard and now its getting tough so you whine whine whine and say you had enough. You say Im full of shit, that Im a hypocrite, I shouldn't talk when I can't take the advise that I give. Well maybe you're right, but open your eyes, the main difference here is I TRY TRY TRY.

NEVER QUIT TRYING, NO MATTER HOW FUCKING HARD THIS FUCKING LIFE TAKES YOU TO. LIFE IS A FUCKED UP ROAD TRIP THAT LEADS YOU TO GOD KNOWS WHERE, BUT FUCK, EVENTUALLY, IVE GOT MY FUCKING LIFE TO TALK ABOUT, UNLIKE FUCKED UP KIDS. FUCK YOU ALL!!!
TRYTRYTRYTRYTRY.

I LOVE MY FUCKING LIFE.

Tuesday, May 15, 2007

a perfectlynormal day.

I do not know why, it is just so special the feeling you give me. I do not mind anything. I will not mind anything. I have been writing about you so much, someday I wish you'll read my blog. I miss you all the while, yet I cannot tell you that all the time. I want to see you so much, and a mere movie just ain't enough. Even so, I can't tell you all this so often, cos you're not mine. I reserve myself to telling you all these things, cos Im scared you might feel irritated and just walk away. Im so scared you'll just sub-consiously push me away again. I wish we'll remain like this, but I just want to do so much more with you. I can take it slow, just for you. I can do everything in your pace, just for you. I will wait till you tell me you feel for me, even if it is a no, I'll be happy just to know you. I want a sign from you, I want you to know that Im not another stupid guy who likes a girl for the moment. I want you to know Im really into you. Let's not talk about love, cos love is too far fetched now. This ain't love yet, but I know how i feel for you, I know Im serious, but please don't be scared.

For once, or even the last time, put in some feelings again. I'll never want to disappoint, yet I won't want to hold you back.

Wednesday, May 9, 2007

--

Let's just go out for a stroll shall we? I do miss you like crazy and all i want to see is your pretty face.

There is this girl, whom, by just being herself, makes me feel as though I am home again. Her constant ignorance of what I feel towards her makes everything sweeter. It is like an emotional roller coaster ride, not knowing what is going to happen next. It can be a 36o degree turn, just a normal bend or even, an unstable ride, with the feel of flying off the track.

Whatever it is, I know I want to be in this girl's life.

Thursday, May 3, 2007

NO.1 hitlist

This is a list of vulgarities I use, from the most to the least.

1. FUCK.
2. FUCK YOU.
3. FUCK YOU AGAIN.
4. CB
5. LJ
6. KAN CB(applies for Chiang only, fucking tension seeker. HA)
7. FUCK LA.(I dont usually LA after a sentence.)
8. CHEEEEEEE..
9. KAN CHEE eh.
10. FUCK YOUR mum.(sorry)

As you can see, most of it is fuck, so I guess Im really not so fucking vulgar. Unlike fucking BENGS who go fucking PCB or fucking LJ, or KNNBCCB, Im considered, "demure" in a way.

I love myself for those estrogen I have inside me. Hugs.

BYE.