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Saturday, April 24, 2010
The inner struggle.
When you’re love sick. You block out everyone. You feel so tired, because you haven’t slept in forever. You know that he’ll be in your dreams, but you don’t want to stay awake laying in bed crying either. You’re starving, but you can’t eat because you’re starving for him. And every memory just leaves a bigger hole in your heart. Even your clothes remind you of him… what you wore when you hung out. You can still smell him all over them, even though his scent hasn’t been there for long. You wish his scent would be stuck on you, but you know you’d be pulling at your skin trying to get him off you. You’re online, he signs on, and you want to yell at him to go away, but you just watch the screen waiting for him to say anything, but then he signs off, and you tear yourself apart for not saying anything to him. You stop talking to your friends, and they get worried and try comforting you, but they just make you feel worse because they think they know, but they don’t… they don’t have a damn clue.

I think recently, I've been making my classmates worry D: They've been trying to cheer me up but it always goes to me on a -the comp just hung- kind of state. I realised I've been kind of ignoring everyone especially after Wednesday. Sigh.


Pretty much describes my feelings now.


Cause I don't dream of anything D:

I think life recently has been like a cup of coffee without enough sugar, seemingly nice, but bitter.

Last Friday, the case of the haunted lights in school. Yeah MRC is haunting me even on like a calm Friday night. What happened to TGIF? Moreover, J1s are getting more and more.. daring, I would say, defying instructions, not listening at all. Sigh, they need some sense of discipline. But the scandalous stuff goes on around them, with one of them 'breaking 100m freestyle record' and OPENLY declaring looking for love. I foresee I need to talk to him more often. Of course not to mention the 2 heroes who somehow got into the school at an unearthly hour. I love my life.

Like just over this weekend, my parents saw my FT and he made a lot of comments that well doesn't bode well for me. Looks like I'll be standing around in the class more often and get called every now and then. 'Lost in wilderness?', yeah sure. And I'm wondering why the assignments that I handed in for Chem isn't accounted for-.- I was so closed to getting screwed by the dragon lady. My parents backed out on my econs teacher though. Thank god.

Went to watch late night Shutter Island with the GANG. :D omg thanks so much guys, you guys are the bomb, literally. Throwing me with a bomb, I almost broke my hands trying to carry it back XD Anyway, I'll train hard with it and well, pass my napfa, or so I hope. I don't want to go in army early D:


It's the same locket in Shutter Island D:

Anyway, here's a quote from Shutter Island
The perfect irony is that the insane has the perfect sanity.


You know, sometimes I tell myself not to think about it, but it's like the harder you try, the harder you fail, because unknowingly, when telling yourself to not think about it, you're already thinking about it. Maybe I should just give up; oh wait, I haven't even tried.

If I drown tonight, please bring me back to life.

I want to run,
but only far enough to make you miss me.
Maybe that's why the song's titled Broken Man.