Monday, September 7, 2009

Hey is'nt this easy

Random words : Empty, happy, dreaming, ghost of hope, surreal,
''Can't expect to fall in love and get up w/o scratches.''
wtf. How true/



I wonder if anyone share my thoughts, get me so totally. I know there are some out there. I know i know.

Good to know.
If only one of you could appear, and bring me out from this maze of thoughts i am having. Show me light.


''We should not let our past memories be greater than our dreams and ambitions''.

Beautiful.
These are roughly the words,---. they were carved on a broken stone.


I've been letting my parents quarrel over me.

Fuck who? Talk about '' Honour your father and mother''.
I realized getting what i want eventually doesn't weigh out the torture i felt in my heart when dad shouts at mum just so that i get my way. ( So to the people reading this ! This holiday, be a good papa and mama girl/boy. )
Because i push their tolerance towards me. ---Can't help it,


I've been coughing the whole day.

The one person i care the lousiest for is probably me right now.
I soaked myself in the night breeze,( shiok) ate ice cream even though a bad cough was obviously coming my way ,(shioker ) keep my energy up on night outs, (shiokiest)
See what i mean? & I think its totally fine.


Today, I remembered the beautiful far- fetched dreams i used to have.Some of it came running back to me. How can i let myself forget them? Shouldnt had. Yesterday i went to ecp for some night cycliing, and Changi airport with Huikhuan and Heather, He hee , Dearies. Yeah. I realized i have been living my days in '' laters'', Like.. when i am doing this, i would think of LATER, Havent beeen living in the present have i. Need. to stop.

Woke up at 11pm today and spent my whole day at home. Its been a peaceful day.
Contented once again.


colbie caillat songs soothes me big time.
I can't lose sight of the creator, burn me.

I hate to be the one giving it my all,
but i guess thats what i gta do, to keep this from reaching its fall.

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