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Leaving this space. Going back to where I still fe... Why do people like to do things that hurt themselv... I can never fit into groups of threes. Its like I ... Its true. As you grow older, the number of friends... Kris Allen's Version of Falling Slowly Experience is a brutal teacher, but you learn; My ... Sometimes. I'm in a book, for you to read and then throw out... To be honest, when we first met, "I love you"was d... Sometimes it's good to know that you have friends ... Credits /
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//Tuesday, March 29, 2011 10:53 PM
The things that are discarded should stay discarded.
//Monday, March 28, 2011 10:56 PM
Something seems different tonight.
And I wonder whether it's all because of my own doing.
//Friday, March 25, 2011 4:28 PM
Trying to justify myself isn't helping at all. I failed my parents and I failed myself badly this time. NO. THIS CANNOT DO ANYMORE. THIS SHALL NOT SUFFICE IN MY LIFE. I NEED TO FIND MY COMPETITIVE SELF WHEN I WAS IN PRIMARY SCHOOL. KNOCK DOWN ALL MY COMPETITORS. AND MOST OF ALL. OVERCOME MYSELF. Dear Lord, Though the results I have gotten aren't the best for me. But still Lord, You have made it so that it is more than enough in a way for me. You have given me so many options, it's really up to me to choose whichever is the best for me. Lord, I know You are telling me to be patient, yes I will learn to take your advice from now on. I will learn and I must. Thankew Lord, for right now only You walk with me. *hearts*
What matters now is how I am taking this whole situation, and how I am gonna turn it all around to make it work for me.
//Thursday, March 24, 2011 12:57 PM
I can be such a cold hearted bitch.
When it comes to unforgiving. I know.
//Wednesday, March 23, 2011 12:57 AM
The 90's aren't coming back.
I'm not aware of too many things
I know what I know, if you know what I mean Philosophy is the talk on a cereal box Religion is the smile on a dog I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know, if you know what I mean, d-doo yeah Choke me in the shallow waters Before I get too deep What I am is what I am Are you what you are or what? What I am is what I am Are you what you are or Oh, I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know, if you know what I mean Philosophy is a walk on the slippery rocks Religion is a light in the fog I'm not aware of too many things I know what I know, if you know what I mean, d-doo yeah Choke me in the shallow water Before I get too deep What I am is what I am Are you what you are or what? What I am is what I am Are you what you are or what? What I am is what I am Are you what you are or what? What I am is what I am Are you what you are or what you are and What I am is what I am Are you what you are or what? Don't let me get too deep Don't let me get too deep Don't let me get too deep Don't let me get too deep Choke me in the shallow water Before I get too deep Choke me in the shallow water Before I get too deep Choke me in the shallow water Before I get too deep Choke me in the shallow water Before I get too deep
//Tuesday, March 22, 2011 1:33 AM
My ideal guy (yes I might be demanding)
He has to be like my dad. Firm, persistent, and honest. And faithful of course. And really my dad is proud to tell everyone my mum is his wife.
He cannot impose his thoughts on me, or force me to do what I don't want to, or have no obligation to, but he will have to push me to do what I ought to do, even if I will justify myself to not do so. He has to be filial. He has to be man enough. And not whine so much about the world being unfair. He cannot be too money minded. He doesn't have to be too rich. He has to be straightforward. He should be a deep thinker. He should be a sentimental person He should love good music. He must really know how to eat. I cannot stand leftovers on the table. He should understand me best. Not many people understand me on a level I thought they should. Even if I appear too easy to read. Most of all. He has to be a God fearing person. From there all the good points spring up.
// 1:31 AM
"Black bird singing in the dead of night, take these sunken eyes and learn to see, all your life you were only waiting for this moment to be free."
//Friday, March 18, 2011 2:30 PM
"Well, I've been afraid of changing 'cause I built my life around you
But time makes you bolder Children get older I'm getting older too..." Old songs with lyrics that make you think are still the best. They linger and fill you up with this warm feeling. They are the best ways to cure your heart when it's at its lowest.
//Thursday, March 17, 2011 3:22 PM
Words we should live by.
"Freedom consists not in doing what we like, but in having the right to do what we ought." - Pope John Paul II
// 2:32 AM
Maybe I am jaded.
Thinking and anticipating that a spark might burst into flames. But it always extinguishes before it can even start. Maybe I am tired of disappointments. I am tired of empty promises, and expectations. I am tired of judging people, and people judging me all the time. I am a bunch of things tonight. Spruced up by the fever. Which is mild, but still. Hee hee. My mum told me I would have to open my eyes bigger when choosing a potential husband. But what if, I don't learn from my mistakes and make another? So should I play safe now? So and so and so and so and so
//Tuesday, March 15, 2011 4:01 PM
A Big Bang
At times I feel bad because that terrible earthquake happened on my birthday. What a blast it had been.
//Monday, March 14, 2011 2:06 PM
Momo
I want to blog about Momo, this colleague that I have been working with for quite some time already. Been observing and talking to him a while now. I find him quite interesting, though I know for sure we will remain platonic.
So Momo is part of a twin, his twin brother is Matthew and according to him his twin brother is more pious and studies better than him. And he seems quite bitter about it. He's Catholic, but stopped going to Catechism classes just because he was lazy. But he knows when the start of Lent is. Not bad. He has this rich man's son look. Or it's just me. He thinks that he's better than anyone else. Like his drawing. Which he declared was a masterpiece, but in actual fact, boy, sorry, but it's not. It's cute but not that fantastic. But still I took a photo of it, to acknowledge his efforts. He is working very hard now, and he's actually good at what he does, I am referring to him serving customers. I think he has a hidden reason behind what he does. His perception of this world and how it works is still quite naive. Like for example the time he tried to talk to me about making money work for him but I couldn't understand a single shit about what he said. It's either I really don't give a hoot, or his explanation is somewhat correct but I don't understand, really. He curses and tries to justifies all the swear words. He pronounces my name as Dority. He tried to scare me the first time, succeeded and I almost beat the crap out of him. The subsequent times he did that, I didn't bother anymore. Every time he praises me, he must link it to himself. Of course, I rebuffed him. Hahahahahahahaha. I am just an outsider looking in, so I don't really know how he is like, but these are what I have been observing and noted down about him. So yeah. Here's Momo for you.
//Monday, March 7, 2011 12:28 AM
Lord, I have absolutely nothing in this world to offer to you.
I have no money, no career, no solid degree, no car, no house, no reputation, no branded stuff, no accomplishments to date. But still, of my empty hands, You lifted them up and filled them with Your immense love and You told me to make good use of those hands to serve Your people.
//Sunday, March 6, 2011 2:44 PM
脱离世俗
I want to be like that.
//Saturday, March 5, 2011 12:34 AM
But why does it hurt when it's not supposed to?
//Wednesday, March 2, 2011 11:56 PM
These few days I have been thinking and reflecting and I thank God because He sent Sharon down to teach me about so many things, so many aspects of friendship and of love. The way she handles the hurt that she was put through by her closest friends and her determination of wanting to find a way through all the misunderstandings, they really inspire me. Truly they have, and I see how much love Mike gives to her and hers back to him. I see the support of her aunt and her other closest friends for her.
Ah, so much love radiating throughout these few days. Never mind the hurts, because right now, all I am thankful for is that despite all of a guy's foolishness and trying to salvage things but messing them up even further, what came out of it, were even better things, better bonds built and even more defined sibling love. Thank You God, and also, thank you Sharewen. <3
// 1:58 PM
A little pick me up for a dreary Wednesday
Lifes too short to even care at all oh Im losing my mind losing my mind losing control These fishes in the sea they're staring at me oh oh oh oh oh oh A wet world aches for a beat of a drum oh If I could find a way to see this straight I'd run away To some fortune that I should have found by now Life's too short to even care at all oh I'm coming up now coming up now out of the blue These zombies in the park they're looking for my heart Oh oh oh oh A dark world aches for a splash of the sun oh oh If I could find a way to see this straight I'd run away To some fortune that I should have found by now And so I run to the things they said could restore me Restore life the way it should be Waiting for this cough syrup to come down Life's too short to even care at all oh I'm losing my mind losing my mind losing it all If I could find a way to see this straight I'd run away To some fortune that I should have found by now So I run to the things they said could restore me Restore life the way it should be Waiting for this cough syrup to come down One more spoon of cough syrup now |
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