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~Bryan~,


Being Caught In A Tight Decision Is Nothing. Being Caught In The Middle Of Something You Cannot Decide, Is Tiring.
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Sunday, June 6, 2010

You make me feel so unworthy all of a sudden. Is it me or am i running from reality?
-to be continued-

Finally complted 80% of my sem pro slides. supposed to be dued by 12 midnight but i way pased that time, Too bad then. Send in tmr.~


finished 2 days of work. Getting sian!

met Arnold my last time best friend. he changed alot. well shall not talk about it. but his GPA in shatec was like 3.3. Showoff LOL! true sometimes people they get smarter.~

and then there was this kid which i sold a small soccer ball to his father.

I looked at him with a fierce look, he gimme a very confused look.

When i smiled, HE SMILED BACK! Lol
i never thoguht i would say this ( cos i don't really like kids ) that he is cute.~ gosh


getting stressed, No family support morally. Thinking i don't have money to support my bike i mean come on, I DO AND I GOT ALOT OF IT!!!

assholes~

Fuck it im pretty much on my own already.


thought of some good ideas. But i don't know if i should execute them, I mean, yea its a good plan But argh~ it depends on the person as well..




EMO TIME!!!

back then just nao while working. i saw this couple i swore that look ALMOST like me and vanessa last time. No grievance or whatso ever.

Just that they did the exact same thing, came in together to look for rackets. Which i did too as well. and the girl was impatient. But what made me emo was something an aunty said to her child.

she said " we gotta go tuition later, then after that go ah ma house "

i was like.. haiz.

My grandmother, Beloved grandmother left me for going to almost 1 year already..

Time past so fast. I ride down to see her sometimes at the whatever place you call it. Still missed her though. Best woman ever lived. <:(

CRIES!!

crap~

in our lives, People , Different people are bound to come in to change our lives be it a good or bad way.

That way, we learn, and we realise who our friends really are.

Like my classmate, i finally got him to open his eyes and set a decision.

But me? i don't know i seem to be losing my cool.

i read on a poster today while i was going back home for a break, it was this type of morale stuff. Friends are like boxes of chocolates and all. Those promotional Stickers or keychains i don't know. all i know it was last day. i went to take a look.

Came across this phrase.

Friends are like airline. They arrive and depart.

so true actually. But why depart? you see some people are like that. They just depart from a friend for no reasons . or some lame reasons like gotta avoid him he scarees me. One find example.

GIRLS~
and BOYS

Boy like girl

Boy tells girl
Girl don't like boy.

Girl don't wanna tell boy so much

Girl tell boy say no.

Girl start to avoid boy like he got some kinda of herpes like that ( sexually transmitted disease)

Girl and boy no more being friend.

Until few years later. Girl know boy got gf and boy knwo girl got GF

they arrive again.

get tgt as friends again..

Its stupid. seriously.

Every min every sec all around us including me. We have friends like this.

no idea why~ but maybe its in woman's genes.

Why can't they just become like normal. even when things are admitted? if that's the case i will never want to admit if i ever liked a girl. I lose a friend. but its not ALL that connects to this one.

Soeme mature ones, they don't care.

They know you got the point, they know you faced the truth that you're never gonan be with them. They still be your friends. hell even best friend.

HAHAAH ~ seriuosly.

i feel being treated like SHIT from everywhere. That's right EVERY0f***King where.



change of subject no more being emo.
i am who i am.


after living 19 years of my life only i realised that some people really had thier name cut out for them. For instance. my supervisor in sportlink. named lucy. Well she sure does look like a lucy to me if you ask me. Hard to explain why. But many people thier face thier personality thier sex, And thier names suits so perfectly.

So many examples.

But me? what about me. sometimes i wish i wasn't even borned. Im just a bit of everything. Where everything means nothing acccording to a song by christina aguileara hwo you spell. ~


Tmr back to school~ Tired like hell~> been going out every night trying to get lost and find my way. i don't do it for no purpose~

so i'll stop~.



See the pile of clothes there? yea. Fold them all. So much for OT

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