Yesterday I had a glance of my old place.
The place I thought I will live for long.
The path we both enjoyed walking.
Not much change but trace of memory is etched.
I’m stuck.
At times, life is meaningless. What’s new year resolution? What for I’m concluding my achievements/things done in 2009? Time is just a timer, for people to race, to compare, to weigh, to know how well I have lived my life? How successful or how much I have failed? What are the tasks? What are the criterias?
I am clueless of what I want but I know I am not lost and helpless.
Thanks for being so patient with me.
It’s been long since we last met but the memory is still so fresh.
I wish I can have my brain smashed so that everything starts afresh.
I was literally laughing as I typed.
Sometimes it might be better to let the unknown unturned, no?
Recently I am damn into cap guys.
FULL STOP HERE AS I SUDDENLY RMB I HAVE TO STUDY FOR A TEST TMR BYE!
How’s life?
I have been very weak, not physically.
The Christmas decoration is up, which reminds me of that christmas. It sucks BIG TIM, though my tears did not drop.
I tried struggling but failed.
Alright I don’t feel like writing already.
When I told my lovely friends about it, they said that I must be insane.
They told me that logically, I won’t do things like that.
I thought so too. My brain had probably mixed up my feelings.
But whatever, I fell and I know that I won’t be trapped inside ever again.
I can’t wait to meet A later, I have so many things to tell about.
Actually I have many things to say as long as I’m with someone I can communicate with I guess.
There were a few stayed over at my house. We drank, chatted lightheartedly and drunk.
I am really grateful that I have friends like them, they only appear when I am down. The best thing is they don’t mind that I only call them when I’m not in the happy mood. HAHAH because I am always not in the happy mood.
I really love to work and going to school too.
J & S have been the bestest people I met in SP and always cant wait for weekends to come.
Then the whopee (whatever!) will meet again at someone’s place to have fun.
I wonder why I need a bf when I am this happy throughout the week.
Maybe Mika is too influential that Lover Boy striked me so bad.
When I was stoning today, something striked me really bad, so bad that my tears started falling down.
Think about 2 years later, my brother has to go to army.
Think about how I’m going to pass the days without him.
Think about how much he means to me.
Think about how tan he is going to be.
Think about the time when people comment about how much we look alike and both of us went ewwwwwwwwwwww.
Think about how we used to fight when he didn’t want to listen to me.
Think about days without my brother.
Damn such an emotional sister I am.
I am so happy because I am watching the moon right now. HAHAHA.
Anyway A BIG BIG BIG THANK YOU to GLADYS. :> I should really take this seriously.
and what I want to say. I think the moon is liking me. hahaha. whiskey is liking me too. Mark is liking me too.
hahaha. Let me be crazy for one night.
ANOTHER BIG THANK YOU AND KISS AND HUG AND YA BIG THANK YOU TO GLAYDS! my en ren! LOL
I was trying hard to climb the slope, alone.
I went against the gravity with no help and supported myself.
As I was struggling, someone came from the light.
He grabbed my hand and gave me strength.
He walked with me through the journey and he smiled, he laughed, he cried and he soured with me.
It was blissful.
Then she came into my life.
We talked, we gossiped, we cheered together.
We encouraged each other and now, my picture had completed.
Everything that could happened in a movie of the girl with a perfect life.
Everything was so complete until my dream shattered.
I had a good laugh to myself when I look at the title of this post, why not more than words? HAHAHA alright not very funny. I don’t think anyone will have the same tone as me.
Blog hopping is the thing I must do everyday once I get connected to the world wide web, except youtubing and webcamming. I really enjoy every happy entry that I read, immersing in my friends’ happiness is my favourite past time, for now. I imagined the letters on the screen dancing with my heart as I was interperating the meaning of the phrases. Be it just a few sentences or a thousand words essay, they are beautifully written.
I have a feeling that as long as they are updating their cozy space, they want me to be updated about them. Annoying much? Sounds like a stalker, full time.
Today I sent another person off. 4th time in my life, my friends are flying away from me. 
Maybe some day I should migrate too, huh?
