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Sunday, April 4, 2010
Living in my heart ♥
Sometimes, I stop and think for a long time. Then realised all the time spent thinking are just wasted because often the things I think about don't give me any conclusions. But I guess the process of thinking stuff through does help sometimes, to perhaps relieve certain of those burdens of you would say, bring you through a slower motion of things, helping you understand certain situation better. I realised my blog is locked, so I can very well write about stuff like never before. Sometimes, I feel like strangling my juniors because they keep calling me emo. Just cause I thought I trusted this guy a little more (just cause he nicely asked me how to do backstage and asked how was I), I thought I'd reveal a little more about myself. It nicely backfired though. That idiot calls me that even up till now. Sigh. I would like to kill my junior whose still stuck in secondary school because he keeps pestering me over some.. rumours. Like no shit, I won't attend the june camp ( I would attend it alone even if I would) and certain people really pisses me off. Enough said. After hours, I finally recalled that I wanted to talk abt fear. The fear of taking one step forward because you are afraid that you might not have the courage to take the other. I think this is what's constantly stopping me from moving forward, or rather trying to move forward. It's because of this fear that the same thing might happen in the near future. Of course, that includes the fear of rejection, saying the wrong stuff, fear of failure. They say no pain, no gain. Do you have to go through the pain to gain something? I don't really know if it's definite. Living in my heart ♥ This song is sad. But I like. Which brings me to the point, Mohd should not comment on my status unnecessarily whenever he well, does not like it (Because I'm quite sure my whole wall will be spammed). Even though it's a very sad song and totally makes no sense with regards on what I'm gonna write, I still think it's.. nice. I'm not sad because of well songs. I'm not sad because I'm well stuck in the past. Nono. I'm just sad because I don't know how to move on from here. It's more of things to do with the future. Like what am I going to do with well people, relationships, my job. These few days have been spent spazzing to siying about ___ which makes me confirm that it's not ITILU, but it's ILU. And I so totally agree it's easy to like someone but hard to love someone ): So it's a like. I hope it stays that way because I know everything will mess up if I go beyond that. After all, I never fail to mess up relationships. NEVER. Just let it live in my heart ♥. Chapel tmrw. Hope the week starts off well. MSN kind of fails me again, causing me being not able to talk to people. ): The smile that shines like the Sun Is too hard to avoid Labels: Thoughts |
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Sunday, March 21, 2010
Here comes the feeling you thought you'd forgotten.
I finally had time to do up another blogskin during the holidays because I kind of got sick of the slightly more than pixelated wedding scene and the song starts to get on my nerve to the point I had to pause it whenever I tried to see how my post look on the real thing. I think my new blogskin is a bit weird (or more than a little) because it seems rather disconnected/disjoint whatever. The arrows were supposed to kind of show my incoherent thoughts at night because of the what doesn't really seem like a moon there. There's this red brush that looks like love on wings kind of thing and the rest were like music and lyrics. I guess those were the more common stuff I do at night staying online, my train of thoughts etc. I guess it suits my blog because most of my posts are written at night. I think blogs should express who you really are instead of trying to make it look nice. That's me I guess. But the coding was mainly copied from the old skin with some major cutting off of people's code for the block quote thing. It was kind of crazy to put everything together in one day and that's how I ended up sleeping at 1am with MRC camp waiting for me the next day.
MRC camp is the bomb. It can be summarised in first hand experience at teaching, massive being still for an hour straight, epic MRC song (live) performance, instant noodles @ 12am, 1am train of thoughts, htht♥ till 4am, epic fail at slicing wires, keep bleeding love, super neat coils by Michael and dam fail answers during debrief. Non-stop teaching makes me realize that I'm not suitable to be a teacher because I run out of breath easily. Seriously, I don't know what I'm going to be in the future, like what am I going to do. Even though I once had an ambition but it doesn't seem that it should be the path I should take. During night games I was staring at this star until it moved out of my sight, then I started thinking about stuff, like how I should be getting over some stuff and honestly nothing will happen and we just don't fit. Been listening to a whole album of Anberlin songs and even after like 20 songs went by I still didn't see anyone sigh. And seriously their songs are good when you're in the mood to sit and just emo about stuff. Like..
Like sigh, why every subtle thing screams your name. And when I was younger, I never like any songs with drums. Somehow, coming to this school makes me appreciate drums more. Maybe it's because we learn slightly more and it's after all not just an noise inducing instrument. 1am highness thanks to instant noodles leads to htht/bitchings/anxiety/helplessness/analysis till 4am. I wish tonight never end. Sometimes I wish I could break the hands of time. FOR was well epic fail at trying to make the connector for the amp, but ended up slicing myself with the scissors going right through my flesh. And I think bleeding love is apt, but is not a that nice song even though it's catchy. Because the feeling of keep bleeding is just horrible. It feels weird having blood keep flowing out under the tap. I think generally people should stop being nice to me because somehow at the end I'm such a horrible person that I don't deserve such treatment. People treat you nicely but sometimes, you don't know how to reciprocate it and ends up making it worse. I don't know how to further elaborate on this. That was camp for me at least. I'm starting to hate my parents. They don't seem to understand what I'm facing, in my life or even in school. I don't know how to put certain points across in fear that I might just get shot down like this. But face it everyone knows that no matter how much you hate your parents, you know you'll miss them when they are gone. Yesterday, finally had time to go out. We went to dwee's house for mahjong and subsequently went to Sakae to satisfy my cravings for sushi :D But I guess soon after we swore we'd never touch sushi for another month at least I guess. Hahaha, oh yes if the chips that we won in mahjong is converted into cash, I think I could have gotten a free cup of green tea at Sakae :D And rounded food pyramid HAHAHAHAH. Many many more jokes! Shucks, I'm starting to miss them when school is starting real soon and everyone's gonna be busy all over again. I realized it's very hard to have a close friendship between members of the opposite sex because you don't know when is the distinct line to stop. There just isn't indicators to tell one when to stop having concern for the other and because of this often it goes... out of control. I cannot afford to well.. let the same thing happen to me again I guess. We can’t waste too much time missing something or someone from the past. We accept that life’s never constant; things change and people grow apart. Yet we can’t stop thinking about how good it used to be; afraid that we’d never experience it again, afraid that we’ve already lived it and lost it. No, I'm not missing anything from the past. But I'm missing something from the present. I walked by and realized that familiar smell and the slight turn of the head, thinking that the comforting shadow was around. But I was wrong. And here comes the same kind of feeling you thought you'd long lost and forgotten, reflected upon another rather than the person of the past. |
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Tuesday, October 13, 2009
If You Were Here.
Haven't been writing anything here for ages. Anyway i was thinking whether i should abandon this place since most of the time when i'm here i'm just writing some nonsensical stuff that doesn't well make sense to even myself, sadly. Promos are over. Like finally. The days when mugging till late nights are over. At least for a moment like this. I have no idea what am i thinking when i was trying to finish the papers. Going emotional while writing an analysis on my Lit poem and subsequently getting Barry reading my script, then the same too while trying to write up a cliche story for my Zuo Wen, which subsequently got stared at by my chinese teacher too. Gawwd, just what am i doing trying to screw up my nights of efforts (not that i put in any effort for lit and chinese anyway). And then felt like crying in the middle of the screwed up Chem paper, just cause i knew i could have done everything without the presence of any time limit. Lost about 30 marks for maths, my best bet's the method marks already. Basically promos can be summed up as messed up at the wrong time, thinking about the wrong things at the wrong time. Everything's just wrong.
Now, i'm trying to not feel empty. Even despite the fact that i have a game to play, but my heart still feel empty. Sometimes i really wish i'd matter more, more of everything. But often i'm being drowned out by this refusal of being accepted. So what is it that i really want? I long for this closeness. But is this what i am able to get? Even so, at the end of it all it won't mean anything unless of course this closeness further develops into something. The things that i long for are often hard to get, but yet there aren't much such things that i need. Just that little bit perhaps, or actually more. I want more, i'm willing to work for it, but is this what i'm able to get? After all, it's not up to me to decide at all isn't it? After all, i'm in no position to even say what i want, because i'm just a nobody perhaps. Sometimes i think, i look, i look and i think. Then i realised i'm thinking what i'm looking at. At that very moment, i'm actually looking into what i'm thinking. And this cycles continues, not knowing what has even taken place, i just. break. apart. And i try to pick myself up, realising no one will stop to even look at me. And it continues to rain-outside, in my head, in my heart. And everything seemed so slow, because i've no idea what i'm thinking or trying to do to even feel something. I feel like going to school tomorrow to just sit and not doing anything, letting the busyness of the school diffuse into me and thus let these thoughts diffuse out. Or maybe even going to JP alone just walking around aimlessly. Maybe i need someone, to just fill my heart. And hopefully that person is able to. If you were here. |
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Thursday, April 2, 2009
2th April 2009
I fear to laugh and so to weep I can't laugh neither can i cry like what i used to do in the past. It's like everyone's telling me i got this emotion-less face everywhere i went. Like during the media camp, i look the same on the second day as what i looked on the first. But it didn't matter i guess. To other people who thinks that i'm emotionless, it's just that they dun understand me enough to realise the fact that i'm just not so expressive. Do you even use that word? Live on I must, emphasis on I MUST (live on)! Even for the fact that it's beyond my control but i must try to at least now control the direction my life goes. I tried to stay happy as much as possible but most of the time the energy span of my mind always fails me, Terribly. Indeed. No doubt. I'm so tired, so afraid to move on to another due to the haunting shadow of my past, to a new possibly brighter future that i could possibly have with another person. It's like it's stopping me. I'm fighting, struggling, to keep myself alive. It's like no matter how many times i tried i still fall, just like how Britney's spears' 'Everytime' goes, everytime i try , i fall. I remember you always, Somehow, it's always at nigthfall that my emotions start to unwind. it's only then i start to think, whether isit for any subjects that i study, or anything non-academic related.i haven't have any dreams recently, and i'm wondering why. perhaps it's the nature of school that knocked me out, totally. Still i wanna say i will remember you always, cause you made me grow (: |
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Friday, January 23, 2009
23rd Jan 2009
Ahhhh, i was about to update=___= Then Joseph asked me if i wanted to work;x So i agreed haha, working for the first time in my life tmrw.. Shall blog abt Karaoke and Buffet tmrw.
Orh wells actually wanted to blog abt this. I will just say it briefly for now. My mum was like on the way home said this "Aiya new year got clean up no clean up ltr also will dusty de-.- So this year no nid clean up lurh." Then she came home " Ah boii arh.. MAKE SURE U CLEAN UP YOUR ROOM HOR..." Me: " but i already cleaned it up not long ago" My Mum : "But that's so long ago!Anyway it's dusty, so you better clean it up tmrw!" Me: " Okay-.-" * shows that buay tahan face*" I mean moments ago she was saying aiya dunnid clean up and then suddenly she asks me to clean up. Anw my sis tio also. I mean wth larh, why do people always don't mean what they say.. Others out there are doing the same time, now even my parents are doing so. I'm starting to wonder if i've been taught like this from young that's why now i ended up like this.. Anw, i guess the reason why i still can't forget her up to date is because every night i looked at the one and only gift she gave me and then hugs it to sleep. I guess it's almost impossible for me to move on like this.. Save me from this misery someone..Please... Labels: Thoughts |
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Saturday, May 31, 2008
Service Learning Afterthoughts
I wanted you
Lately I've been thinking about what I can do I've been stressing to fall back in love with you I'm so sorry that I couldn't follow through But I can't go on this way. I've got to stop it babe You've been wonderful in all that you can be But it hurts when you say that you understand me So believe me. I, I am sorry, I, I am sorry, I, I I wanted you to be there when I fall I wanted you to see me through it all I wanted you to be the one I loved I wanted you, I wanted you I wanted you to hold me in my sleep I wanted you to show me what I need I wanted you to know just how down deep I wanted you, I wanted you I've been pushing hard to open up the door Trying to take us back to where we were before But I'm done. I just can't do this anymore 'Cuz we can't be mended, so let's stop pretending now We've been walking around in circles for some time And I think we should head for the finish line So believe me. I, I am sorry, I, I am sorry, I, I I wanted you to be there when I fall I wanted you to see me through it all I wanted you to be the one I lvoed I wanted you, I wanted you I wanted you to hold me in my sleep I wanted you to show me what I need I wanted you to know just how down deep I wanted you, I wanted you I, I.. I'm so sorry baby But I, I.. I gotta pack up and leave But I, I'll always remember how we came close ..to being how I wanted to be I wanted you baby I wanted you I wanted you to be there when I fall I wanted you to see me through it all I wanted you to be the one I lvoed I wanted you, I wanted you I wanted you to hold me in my sleep I wanted you to show me what I need I wanted you to know just how down deep I wanted you, I wanted you ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- Just added a new song. Press the ">>" button and you will see it. It's sung by a singer named Ian and i decided to add this because basically it's nice lol and it shows how i'm feeling right now. Sorry for not blogging for the past 5 days??o.o I wasn't in the mood to do so and plus i've been doing service learning at children society at Chua Chu Kang== Imagine Redhill-Chua Chu Kang, how long's that man>.< Always left house at about 7am and reached home at 5pm. Don't really have time to pen down my thoughts and all. But since i'm free now, it's time to do so. Thoughts Well, we are supose to protect the children's identity, so pardon me for not mentioning their name and might in turn cause many confusion. Hmm, basically the first days were boring because we were like strangers to the children and vice versa. We were being told that every single one of the children have gone through a lot because most of them have problems at home so they gotta be sent to the children society to stay there. Kevin mentioned that the place was more like a campsite== which i don't really think so larh, campsite is much more worser. But it does look a bit like prison for the children. The children were hyperactive and that kept me occupied from thinking about other stuff. Actually, during these 4 days, quite a number of things happen but is just hard to use just a few words to describe. I've learnt something - Jealousy knows no boundary. There's this Girl A in which one of my groupmates stepped on her foot and my groupmate decided to buy some stuff for her as a form of apology. But who knows there's this Girl B who went to take her stuff out of jealousy i guess. And it ended up as a very bad quarrel and the teachers at the society got to step in. From this, i saw how jealousy could lead to such a big matter and not just a feeling. I think i should try and learn to control mine if it arises anytime again. Something else that i observed was that children were very contented with what they have. You just have to give them a sweet, that's all it takes to make them happy for the rest of the day. Can you imagine when you give a sweet to somebody sad and it could make him/her smile for the whole day? No right, but it happened right there. Also, i saw some burnmarks on some of the children. The only conclusion that i could get from it was that they were being abused by their parents. ABUSED!!! And she's only what 8 years old? WTF this world is coming to? A 8 year old have to go through so much and live with the marks for the rest of her life? This world just isn't fair. Everyday, i looked at those marks, i just couldn't stop feeling saddened for her. Changes I felt i changed. At least after the whole thing, maybe just a little minor change. I've grown to like children^^ Last time i found them a bothersome and all, so i didn't really like children. But maybe it's because of the times spent there that made me grown to like them. They are simply innocent and adorable=X When there was this boy that called me "kor kor". Then i was like a bit shocked cause no one has really called me that, not even my sister,considered never. At that very moment, i was like wow... So this is how it feels when the children look up to you and call you that. I guess i got a slight feeling of how an adult may feel when the child calls them "papa and mama", the kind of satisfaction that you can never get from anywhere else, but children. Events and happenings 26th May 2008, Mother Tongue O lvls!!! The paper went okay, wasn't too tough, wasn't too easily either. Just that the thought of my first O lvl written paper makes me nervous and all and i ended up having stomachache for the whole 2 papers. I had to hug my jacket so that i could tahan the pain for the whole paper. Both papers i managed to finish them just on the dot. I hope for nothing more but a bare A1>.< I've smsed her for like 4 times out of the 6 days== But all in all, guess what. She didn't reply a single of it=.=... I knew i went slightly overboard and all but is it just too much to reply a stop it or something like that? I hope she don't tell the crap excuse that the phone's been battery dead for 6 whole days, actually 7 cause it's Sunday now== On Friday, i heard she's been released early at like 11am, but she didn't even bother to reply, not even a yes or no or whatsoever. Maybe her life revolves around her friend, so she's too busy with them, but wait, doesn't this mean that i'm no longer her friend? Is it too much to ask of her to take out 5 mins of her time to do so?... I seriously don't know. Went to watch Chronicles of Narnia : The Prince Caspian (is it?) today. It's not that good but there's one phrase that caught my attention. It goes like this " Things never happen the same way twice.", neither do i hope it does. I don't wish for us to walk in circles and ended up at the starting point yet again. I don't wish for things to happen the same way, but they always do, but what can i do to change it? ![]() Love has no limits. So does mine. Labels: Love, Service Learning, Thoughts |