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Wednesday, February 15, 2012

something is terribly wrong.

social network is freaking me out.
in the middle of this quiet night, i'm actually feeling so afraid of the lack of privacy all the social networks have imposed on us. I felt that I'm being scrutinized by so many pairs of eyes out there. I can't take this. nooo. I'm going to deactivate it after dance. but can i bare to? i dont know. fuck.

hall is suffocating.
i so wanting to give everything up now. i don't want dance, i don't want foc, i don't want all these troubling thoughts on the friends and hall problem. what the hell! i want an exit but tell me how? fuck.

school is a dread.
i don't attend lessons. i don't contribute in the project meetings. i can't wait for school to be over and get done with it. fuck.

i hate myself.
what's with all the strong front. i'm vulnerable for goodness'sake! what to do now that all my positivism has fallen apart! i'm left with a shell of dead cold negativism. this is the root cause of all my rantings! FUCK!

period, why are you allowing all these hormones to mind fuck me now!
i hate this current life but i still love you ah gong, ah ma, papa, mama and didis.

closing time, 1:55 AM.
Tuesday, August 23, 2011

My expiry date for you is coming soon.
I will enjoy the last tastes of it until it finally arrives.


just the way you are, continue being yourself KC!

closing time, 12:44 AM.
Sunday, May 22, 2011

Sorry I lost you :'(

I shldnt be so careless.
Felt so sorry to my parents yet i'm not brave enough to tell them :(
and i'm thinking that i've thrown away their love for me.
i seriously hate that thought, it's so impt to me :(

it's my good luck charm for exams and my motivation to study when i'm away from home during the exam period.
it helped me through alot when it was my first sem in yr 1.
whenever i'm feeling low and missing home, i looked at it, thought of my family and i was able to get back on track again.
but i've lost it now, what can i do? :'(

i can only show more care and concern from my part for the lost love.
you're irreplaceable and i can only find it back in my memories.

hate you for being so careless KC.
please please do take care of your things and remember them next time.
whatever is gone will not come by again.

closing time, 3:14 AM.
Sunday, May 15, 2011

a whole new meaning to the words 'best friend'

we shall find it out soon.

closing time, 12:58 PM.
Thursday, May 05, 2011

I've been given a task:

Look around the world while making sure the 2 drops of oil remain in the spoon.

This is somewhat the same as my other favourite line:

the greener pasture and the stay-at-home.

This is the life which I deemed as successful and which I can leave the world with no regrets if I've lived it (:

closing time, 3:58 PM.

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