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Sunday, February 22, 2009

so long...

hello world.

random post ! . X). well weekends are ultimately boring except the fact that i played badminton with a few of my juniors. X) . well had kfc and went to get my fren's present at tampines.

today woke up tv all the way then watch one quarter of changeling and i gave up watching cause the entire web was frustrating me. asked may siew for another link so i downloaded the device wanted to watch but it was all in chinese words. totally lost. i gave up in the end and slept. haha .
anyways ... was chatting since just now till now....

brudder wingy randomly told me this..."the closer you get to someone, the higher chance of that person walking out of your life". i think its really true. probably thats the reason why they say time determines everything.
well there's so many changes and happenings around me. its kinda hard to breathe. thoughts comes in whenever something happens. nowadays i really got irritated by my dad's habit of having to smoke practically every hour. its really depriving me of fresh O2. sometimes i really wish to just burn up all his cigarattes. but even so he can still buy it lol . sigh . sometimes i really envy those families who have fresh air everyday. sometimes its so hard to express how i feel. when i want to explain something about something nobody understands. the feeling inside it not mere happy, sad, fear kind of feelings but its well.... a mixture of it.
i used to be afraid of eating alone, shopping alone, asking for enquires alone, etc. but now.... i've no idea why but am doing it quite frequently. i had lunch alone 2 times this week. went shopping alone once this week. i've changed. for the better? hmmm i'm not very sure.
yesterday, i was trying to tell my mum something. she stopped me half way and she said ' can you speak properly'. gosh how i wish i could. it just seems that talking more than 20 words makes me tongue tied. i hardly have been talking ever since the last project started and ended. o wells..

shall upload wad i bought for my fren tomorrow. X) .

chaos!.
p.s. indescribable.

posted by shutupworld 6:41 PM

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22.12.1989.
singapore poly(DLA).
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