ETC.

Going to Kang's house for sleepover tonight! But that also means it's less than a week till her flight to NZ BOOOOO! :(

Meanwhile, i dug out my trusty DS and putting games in for K to bring into camp LOL.

All this negative energy is killing me.

The world is such a sad, sad place. You see unfortunate events that keep recurring in the world, and you just know that 10 years, 20 years or maybe even 50 years down the road, they will still happen. On one hand, I hope that everyone could be happy and carefree, but is that happiness really worth it when it is derived from the misfortune of others? On another hand, it is too naive to believe that all could be contended with their lives. Afterall, contend would displace the want for progress and as Man, it is in our blood, our bones, our minds to strive to be the fittest of the herd. I see people around me strive so hard for success, to make good of their lives and it's really devastating to witness their hardships, their falls. I wonder about my own life. Am I making anything good out of it? The answer currently seems to be a resonating "no" and I'm not even talking about having a purpose in life. I'm aware I need to start doing something about it but where do I start? What am I willing to sarcrifice? What do I aim to get out of my efforts? What if I fail?

Look Into My Eyes And I'll Own You With The Moves

Just can't get enough of this song! Damn now I wish I could whistle! And The Voice is definitely one of the best singing competition in recent times! How could anyone not love Adam Levine and Christina Agueilra?!

I feel lucky life a four-leaf clover :)

XOXOXO

Me: I'll miss you...

K: Don't say that.

Me: Why?

K: Cause it'll make me miss you even more!

K can be such a corny guy sometimes hahahaha!

Bleed.

These few months had been more tears than laughters.

Your ignorance, up to now, has got to stop. It burns the hell out of me.

You made me feel like it's always my fault. Speak with caution lest I blow up.

Man up and take my daggers, for my wrath (no, no longer pain) needs its victim.

Untitled? (get the irony? haha)

I love writing poems on serviets, and because of that (unsurprisingly) I lose most of them. So I guess this will be my poem database from now on, although it's kinda fun to find long-lost poems in unsuspecting places.

Couldn't think of an appropriate title, so I'm gonna leave it as such yet. I'm not gonna call it Untitled because I simply hate artworks named after that.

It is not that Love is blind,

But I choose to forgive and accept.

Because I am but a mere mortal.

Tempted by sins of Eden,

And naive as Eve.

I hold no vanity in my Robe,

Nay the Emperor.

Nay Narcissisus.

My reflection is none of perfection,

When i see you shed that drop of tear,

More precious than my soul.

What understanding of power of words do I behold?

When its physics, I simply cannot control.

My words were no dagger

More than my swagger.

It was never your heart I wanted to break,

But your attention that I ached for.