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Saturday, December 04, 2004


realised that there's so many things for me to do there's practically no time for me to slack.. now that it's the end of the year, i just wanna try sorting out certain issues before a new year begins and takes me on yet another fast journey...

...sometimes u go up but gravity just pulls u down after a while.i guess tts just life. We cant have all the goods in the world while the bads just cease to exist. There's no such life. Without the downs, the ups just wouldnt feel as appealing and enjoyable as would they!??? not another one of those philosophical shit about life.or maybe it is. Cos tts the only way to decipher the meaning of life and what it holds for us.

i've been asking myself why do we i put ourselves myself up for such a challenging emotional ride? its really driving everyone me crazy this sense of loss for a while.


I'm not gg to blog abt my work today. I shall stop moaning and groaning....Okay I think I have repeated this line like a zillion times. aHahahas.


i now know how hurt it feels to like someone and not have them like you in return. When i watch movies , i never knew that such things actually did feel so intense and searing. Oh well, at least i know now.

I wish.. I wish you were here.
And I wonder...I wonder if you really care(??!!?).
What's going on?
What's happening?
Should I leave or should I stay?


Sometimes I wish I can just disappear from this empty world, sometimes I thank god for bringing me here. Sometimes I wish all these have never happened... sometimes I thank you for making it happen.

in spite of all that happen , in spite of my hurt , in spite of my despair , perhaps now i know that when people say love hurts , there's more to it than people realise.

in spite of all the things i have put myself through for the sake of letting him know.it feels supernatural , surreal and most of all , it doesn't go away.

i'm not regretting what i just did.

Indeed,it took me so much courage to overcome myself and do it. thank to mel mel. but all he said was '........'.that's blunt and the best possible execution. you don't feel sad, you don't feel happy. you just feel nothing but mess.


i'd be just glad if i cld get it of my chest. i feel emancipated but scared . i duno why.

the emotions in me has became tangible , deep and searing. for the first time in my 17 years.


i have had hope til today that miracles happen. i believe in God.


i also believe that when things don't turn out the way i want them , there's reason to it.


i wish sth gd can happen for the moment.


having to have emotions being toyed around is excrutiatingy painful. but i've become addicted to it. It's become my only source of hope so much so that i want to cling on it as long as i can because i can't and don't want to forget.


Will my aspiration be realized soon??!?


im in denial and i refuse to acknowledge and face reality!!!


My hp has been awfully quiet recently and i'm missing sms....

A lil msg will ease my pain................

penned.


12/04/2004 01:23:00 AM