whenever i'm with you, i feel whole again...
good morning blog, i say...
i woke up slightly early, with much dismay...
i thought i could sleep longer, to cure the dark rings around me...
so i could be ready for school, that's starting in may...
but something's troubling me, lately...
that i needed to type this blog, at this space, gladly...
with no one to confide with, sadly...
i had to use this space here, pathetically...
but it's free, heng(luckily) ar...
if not, i really can swallow down my words...
and not tell anyone, it would be hard...
for people, i don't talk the way i do anymore...
a point to be proven, really...
that m'sia is not at all dangerous, luckily...
haha, actually i thought, i went over with the right party...
and had much fun, at least for me...
i really hope the rest had fun, with or without me...
but it is one trip, that's pretty hard to forget without smiling...
simply to put, just like any other singaporean heading over...
but we do things, that will make them have a hang over...
the car ride...
the people...
the food...
fish had deeply appreciated them all...
the feeling so strange, perhaps is the unfamiliarity amongst the familiarity...
the surroundings so familiar, really...
but i'm so happy the accompaniment felt unfamiliar, happily...
much began, the first of all the first times of yesterday...
just like a fairy tale, it felt like a lie...
books were never found, so sad for a lady...
the book might be one hot book, i don't know...
but resort to photocopying? i might suggest it...
there's so many first times, i won't be saying it here...
just like they say, from i don't know where...
that everything that occurs, for the very first times...
should remain as, "you know, i know" and that'd be enough...
it's really hard to describe at times, the feelings you had...
and often, you might describe it the wrong just like i had, MAYBE...
if i ever did such thing, i'm sorry...
for i never meant to do such a thing, bang me with a lorry...
sometimes, i really don't know...
if what i said, was rude...
if what i did, was rude...
but deep inside, i hope they weren't what i was thinking them as...
if not, bang me with a lorry again...
step on me, at least you bothered...
the feeling of loneliness, should never be felt...
take that down, the new pope named benedict XVI...
haha, cockiness within still emerged...
i know, i know, it's irritating...
but, alittle bit of tit and tat wouldn't kill...
for everything typed above, was all nothing but just feelings within...
and yes, the point proven...
i shall take my leave, for i am still bad at expressing...
=)
have a nice day...
ever thought of me, when you think of yourself...
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