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Thursday, June 16, 2005

Sorry....
I found a mistake in my previous entry....
Grammar


2nd paragraph, 6th line:
" I sucks"


It's supposed to be
"I suck"


Yupz! in case got any english teacher/GP teacher reading this.
I'm terribly sorry for the inconveniece caused.


Back to idling. WHEEEE.....!

Left his memories on 9:34 PM|

Endless Journey (through time)

Life here sucks.... B-O-R-I-N-G
Everyday is a cycle of misery and torment

My father have enrolled me for computer lessons.
everyday 10-12am is visual basics course
4-6pm is AutoCAD lessons.
Too chim... Difficult to understand.
Programming sucks!


A lot of time spent into computer lessons. No time to study at all! I am still cramming through my Homework....
I have bought A LOT of games to distract myself from spending time wisely.
4 X-Box games, 7 PS2 Games and 1 PSP game.
ARGH! I sucks....


I can't imagine how prepared I am for mid-year... I remember Mr Clement Ong saying
"Bio paper is I set one, so most likely you will fail"
So wtf are we supposed to do? Study and don't study end result the same....


Btw, that reminds me of one equation my sensei taught me.
*voice plays in my head* "remember this well, my padawan learner, someday you will thank me for this"


study = no fail -------(1)
no study = fail -------(2)
(1) + (2) : study + no study = no fail + fail
factorise : study ( 1 + no ) = fail ( 1 + no )
cancel both sides: study = fail
:. So why study?


*my voice* "thank yee O master. Your padawan learner has learnt much!" *bow*


No point studying anyway.
I shall just idle my time away then....


WHEEEE......!

Left his memories on 9:13 PM|
~ It's just a goodnight and not goodbye ~




Sunday, June 12, 2005

A Subtle Induction

Some of us hold onto guilt and shame far too long.
There is a strange security in misery, it's almost comfortable.
I am one.

Left his memories on 1:30 AM|
~ It's just a goodnight and not goodbye ~




Saturday, June 11, 2005

Time Does Not Heal

As time goes by, I stumble deeper into the darkness.
What should I do?


I don't understand the pattern of my life.The dark mirror in my life is manipulating my emotions, my descent to madness.


I had been through this once, when I am in sec 3, lost, drowned in grief, despair and guilt. But it was different then. At that moment, time does heal.
I had friends then. If it hadn't been for them, I wouldn't have had the faith to take the risk to be what I am now...They helped transform my nightmares back into dreams. They helped me find once more the capacity to hope, and take from that hope, joy.
If this jorney's taught anything, it's that there are no easy-outs. Before we're through, we all must face all our inner demons.


Now, I have no one else to turn to. No one I dare trust.


Mind games. that's all these are.


I am tired. I have no more strength. The path of my life is piled high with sorrow. Some things aren't allowed to change.
Haven't you ever felt like you were in the grip of forces far greater than yourself? Unable to break free. The consequence of succumbing to it is unimaginable.


Don't leave me alone....

Left his memories on 10:26 AM|
~ It's just a goodnight and not goodbye ~




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