Tick tock
Memories. Feelings. Silence. Laughter. Kisses. Libraries. Movies. Noodles. Studying. Church. Breakfast. Dinner. Doughnuts. Chocolates. Cake. Candles. Song. Mahjong. Badminton. Ice-cream. Letter. Tears. Hugs. Buses. English. Disappointment. Fear. Lies. Insecurity. Stairs. Jealousy.
Tick tock
Shh
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
The boy and the ocean
The boy and the Ocean part II
This time, another boy came to the ocean in which the first boy drowned it. He too wanted to go swimming. He was about to dive in when he remembered about the first boy. The second boy chose not to go swimming. He was sad as he really wanted to go swimming but at least he didn't drown.
I didn't drown.
This time, another boy came to the ocean in which the first boy drowned it. He too wanted to go swimming. He was about to dive in when he remembered about the first boy. The second boy chose not to go swimming. He was sad as he really wanted to go swimming but at least he didn't drown.
I didn't drown.
Monday, November 17, 2008
Much needed laughter.
Time for some much needed laughter in my life.
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haix.
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haix.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Heh
Happy birthday to me.
For some odd reason, I kinda feel sad. It's tradition for me to be kinda emo my birthday. The last two years it has been like that.
Mostly wishful thinking on my part, wanting to relive the past for once more. But I know it's all over. Birthday wish.
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Ok. Happy birthday to me. Reminiscing.
For some odd reason, I kinda feel sad. It's tradition for me to be kinda emo my birthday. The last two years it has been like that.
Mostly wishful thinking on my part, wanting to relive the past for once more. But I know it's all over. Birthday wish.
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Ok. Happy birthday to me. Reminiscing.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Thursday, November 6, 2008
You again
Warning - emo stuff ahead.
We were together for 8 months or so. It's more than 8 months since we ended but somehow i still cant forget about you. Today seeing people doing couple stuff really hurt me inside. missing being able to hold you in my arms. reread the msgs i saved. those msgs are still able to bring tears to my eyes. thinking back on my decision to leave you, it now seem like such a stupid idea. regrets rule my life.
Ok. Normal mode back on.
Been spending like nobody business recently. Almost wasted all my cash already. Need to learn money management (next year gems maybe). Watched Rec just now, really nice show to be honest. Kind of short but it's worth it. Really fun. Now so in the mood for horror.
Ah. Memories.
Ok. Normal mode back on.
Been spending like nobody business recently. Almost wasted all my cash already. Need to learn money management (next year gems maybe). Watched Rec just now, really nice show to be honest. Kind of short but it's worth it. Really fun. Now so in the mood for horror.
Ah. Memories.
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