Tuesday, March 24, 2009
english essay done
math test over
econs project done
*rejoice* for now..
shek, happy b'day!
realized that i didn't spend much time when we met up in sg..
wonders when is the next time we can club together,
when we're worlds apart..
richard , look for job, mai slack liao, time = money, both running out..
jun wei, work work, yes milord.. i know how it feels to meet deadline(s)
it'll payoff :)
Dom, ho seh ah, finish Dip liao, Degree's next yeah? Lai Lai, canada's uni.. :)
*i'll be so lost without you
math test over
econs project done
*rejoice* for now..
shek, happy b'day!
realized that i didn't spend much time when we met up in sg..
wonders when is the next time we can club together,
when we're worlds apart..
richard , look for job, mai slack liao, time = money, both running out..
jun wei, work work, yes milord.. i know how it feels to meet deadline(s)
it'll payoff :)
Dom, ho seh ah, finish Dip liao, Degree's next yeah? Lai Lai, canada's uni.. :)
*i'll be so lost without you
what we could have been, 10:34 PM.
Thursday, March 19, 2009
French Canada Trip (March 14th - 16th)
mr *snore* and *snore* Jr
towkay
Montreal
mr *snore* and *snore* Jr
towkay
Montreal
what we could have been, 6:33 AM.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Grinding - 5 hrs of math and I'm not done..
an overseas trip make or break a couple
French Canada trip, somehow I'm not looking forward to it..
money wasted it seems..
an overseas trip make or break a couple
French Canada trip, somehow I'm not looking forward to it..
money wasted it seems..
what we could have been, 10:20 PM.
half-face, james call it..
2 meters , ball to face
red sore cheek, cracked lips, dried blood..
nothing compared, not even near..
2 meters , ball to face
red sore cheek, cracked lips, dried blood..
nothing compared, not even near..
what we could have been, 4:47 PM.
it's getting dusty in my corner
turning )..= to (=
email email email..!
*twins!
on the other side of the globe u may be, but your presence lingers around here
when i cry, u wipe away all of my tears
when i scream, u fight away all of my fears
and you hold my hands through all of these years
Elope, we should..!
turning )..= to (=
email email email..!
*twins!
on the other side of the globe u may be, but your presence lingers around here
when i cry, u wipe away all of my tears
when i scream, u fight away all of my fears
and you hold my hands through all of these years
Elope, we should..!
what we could have been, 1:17 PM.
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Entry for this afternoon
why is this happening?
i thought i walked out of the circle 4 yrs ago..
Reminiscing it seems, hope's not..
The first relapse occurred last week
information gathered in the wrong way
and transmit through nerves and eventually smack right onto my heart..
it's worst than an asthma attack,
information that leads to nowhere haunting me..
it's like an injection of temporary depression shot right into the heart..
Head's experiencing migraine, eyes are heavy, throat's dry, hands & legs weak, knees wobbling
Perhaps it's not what i think it is, probably because of my grades, or the amount of work..
maybe due to insomnia or a combination of everything..
excruciating pain in the mind, i wasn't built for it.. Mentally not as strong as my age determines..
Don't let it happen again, better not.. or i'll be back in the slump few years ago..
May crying be the opening, tearing be the magic, sleeping be the drawing of curtains and waking up as the applause..
*suppressed by all these childish fears
why is this happening?
i thought i walked out of the circle 4 yrs ago..
Reminiscing it seems, hope's not..
The first relapse occurred last week
information gathered in the wrong way
and transmit through nerves and eventually smack right onto my heart..
it's worst than an asthma attack,
information that leads to nowhere haunting me..
it's like an injection of temporary depression shot right into the heart..
Head's experiencing migraine, eyes are heavy, throat's dry, hands & legs weak, knees wobbling
Perhaps it's not what i think it is, probably because of my grades, or the amount of work..
maybe due to insomnia or a combination of everything..
excruciating pain in the mind, i wasn't built for it.. Mentally not as strong as my age determines..
Don't let it happen again, better not.. or i'll be back in the slump few years ago..
May crying be the opening, tearing be the magic, sleeping be the drawing of curtains and waking up as the applause..
*suppressed by all these childish fears
what we could have been, 7:57 PM.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
haven't got the time to, i'm so busy because of her.
till the march spring "work"liday comes..
till the march spring "work"liday comes..
what we could have been, 8:15 PM.
