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...

it seems to me that, i am bad at consoling people...

dated17th april 2005, the day was boring..
was suppose to do something, but went on to sleep unknowingly...
so the day went on, half heartedly...
until the night came, watched the fa cup semi final happily...

manchester went on to trash the magpies, just as expected...
wearing the man utd jersey, everyone knew which side i'm on...
the only thing, the last thing that they will want to know...
my man utd jersey, is fake you know?...

haha, i smiled at the score of five...
everyone clapped, i could feel the vibe...
and that moment, i grabbed my senses back...
as i saw someone, of a fabulous back...

that someone, is more of a resemblance...
but it's not her, after much confirmation...
what a dismay, i thought to myself...
i thought i was lucky, but only deceiving myself...

you told me, that the day is bad...
i merely told you, tomorrow will be better...
now that tomorrow has come, i prayed it's not hotter...
hope the sun that's risen, will make you look so much sweeter...

and then, i reflect, yet again...
not able to help, i felt the pain...
deep in my heart, i meant so well...
but seeing you not any better, i feel so swell...

just so like me, so like the blood in me...
i've inherited, much of the self forgiving me...
the ability to self forgive, is much of a sin...
beliving in tomorrow will be better, doesn't require anyone to make a din...

yet again, how true can the truth be...
for the truth can be fake, the fake can be true...
believe in me, i hope you will...
even, if, i don't make dreams come true...

rules are meant to be broken, definitely...
who says money can buy everything, that's so pathetic...
the poor can afford, but to yearn for nothing...
yearning for sweets, just like a little lady...

and so it seems, apparently...
that i am still, bad at consoling...

=(

i don't know why i've become such a copy"writer", but it just amuses me... arh.. heckz... this is how i feel, and this will be how i express myself, be it right or wrong..

period.

take care.

just like the fireworks, so is my presence in front of you...

sigh, i regret not taking as much action, but too many words...

good morning, says fish to you...
i'm up early, how about you...
the sun's up early, why ain't you...
but heck, it's saturday, go back to sleep you...

back to blogging, these few days...
was kept busy, now back, in a daze...
just thought i type something, not in black...
just in case, blogger store my account in the back...

let's talk, about yesterday...
where fun, much filled without cai dao kueh...
had pasta, honourably at someone's place...
which i proudly, call "our chalet"...

mistakes made, along the way...
called one wrong person, SHE got in our way...
but nevermind, without her, yesterday might be less fun anyway...
so yeah, everyone didn't mind her, that's the way...

a dog called miki, how's it spelt again?
watched it being bathed, and dried with much pain...
it looked at me, was like trying to say...
"song bo, three cha bo help me bathe"...

i thought to myself, at the end of the day...
what was done, was it constructive? ah doi~
but like, what's done is done...
as i put myself to bed, the PC's screaming in pain...

woke up at eight, went to jog...
the morning sun, shone at me, making me a log...
but heck the sun, there's more to spot...
as the aunties smiled, sitting there talk cock...

came back, for breakfast...
then went to fix, the lame com first...
it got better, i need to quench my thirst...
went online, and check, can liverpool win tottenham hotspurs?

and now, the morning's almost gone...
there's more to uncover, as the day goes on...
might be updating, tomorrow or the day after sun...
but i believe, my blogging still goes on...

haha...

soooo crappy..
but yeah..
as a reminder, i'm bad at talking..
so TAKE CARE PEEPS!

for i'm gone.

=)

lollipops are nice, with colours so fine, with colours so fine, lollipops are nice...

i knew it man, this is my favourite... by far...


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in any case, fairy tales are practically lies.



first post of april, to think i'd have such a title, doesn't sound right.
first post after a long rest, doesn't make things seem right either.

haha.

but it's alright. it doesn't lack of depth, does it?

anyway, today, i've proven myself to be someone of little dignity.
someone of THIS importance in my life apprently. and another, that speaks of little words but has THAT importance in my life as well. basically, that's the this(s) and that(s) of my life, that helped me proved that. *ponders*

and of course, my starr of my contact list. the silent one, the one i've given the least respect to, the one that never failed to smile, the one that i deem to have the very own specialty that no one has, the one that clearly possess the intelligence. nope. it's not THE ONE of my life. but it's the THE of my life. i've failed to forget about this starr.

and many more. that i'm unable to crapp more on.

ehwhat's with all these substances about my life? it's wrong. haha.

anyway, i'll end all here. continue another day. and, ya. stay around.

take care.

with hopes of thinking like Einstein and the brains of Da Vinci, Leonardo...