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Tuesday, February 9, 2010


What else can't be *truer* than this? ._.



Alrights, blogger is really hard to blog in colorful stuff, so I guess my blog is really that boring.


Woke up @ around 1350.
Saw Oscar's sms.
Hurried & called him, oh well.
Rushed down-ed to Dunearn secondary school.

Thought got something on, goshgosh. Wasted cab trip. Haha.
Then took 187 back to Woodlands.

Boring tripppppp.
Then took 964, went to 711.
Normal blahblah routines. Seriously, there's nothing happening that makes my blog not the least boring.
Then they went off to play basketball, another routine-d day passes.


Haha, so I thought as much.
Nothing could compare to what I was most afraid off?
Oh well, I shouldn't have held my hopes so high. HAHA.
I guess it just gets down to every simple thing.
You know how corny it gets, when I felt it.
So much happened recently, and I certainly wasn't hoping for more.
The rest in which I can't figure out.
And now this happens, you wouldn't know.
I know you tried, but wow.
How I wished you wasn't there for me, 'cause who I didn't want to see was you.
You were the source, but who knew.
I claimed I was alright, so what.
I knew nobody understood, so seeking refuge wasn't a solution.
I can't stand bottling up to myself, but hey. It happens.
I don't want to let everyone know about this, so what the heck.
I can't even rant without a single worry.
I am disappointed. Truly.
Well, originality doesn't matter now, because; I really have started to lose faith.
What is love & being faithful all about? It's all lies.
It's all bullshit, it gets you nowhere. HAHA.
"Good good, you super faithful! The girl sure lucky."
HAHA, what kind of a joke is this.
Appreciation, what is this.
Now it's rare, barely close to none; you'd find someone who'd appreciate the little things in life I'd always exclaim.
Now I'm close to being inure.
I'd like to find that faith, seriously I would.
Now judgment begins on the 12th.
As far as this paragraph infuriates me, I'd continue.
I'd dig a deep hole; bury everything I've done so far.
I just don't see the comparison, what the fuck happened.
Yeahyeah, you might be thinking, "gosh, what an idiot. What's with all his lovesick melancholy rant?"
Well, people tend to not understand, and I don't blame you for being such an idiot thinking that way.
Yeah, it might sound so severe, and you'd think not, but I'm to the brink.
Giving it all up is easy for me now, you'd see what goes on the 12th.
"Everything goes."
How much I'd wish I could tell you everything. Every single thing.
Maybe I've put that much into this, but I'm not that sure either.
Let's just be honest.
I wouldn't be THAT sad if it happened, 'cause that's not what worries me.
"Teenagers, what do they know about love, LOL"
It's what that happened in the past, TRIGGERED me so much.
I see that, being faithless, is really so awful.
Why must this misery continue it's course a second time round.
Call me over-sensitive, whatever. 'Cause I don't really care anymore.
"HAHA BLOODY EMO KID"
Yeah, be it that way. I hate life as it is now; please change for the better.

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