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Wednesday, January 14, 2009



early in the morning
when the sun got in my eye
i felt a heaviness pouring
from a long and crazy night

from within there was a rising
something stuck in my head
a thought of vomiting
how did i get to this state

with eyes wide open
with my senses back together
i smelled something familiar
puke; i saw when i turned


-not a first hand experience but a spectator's words



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7:40 PM


we are not born to handle stress. spirits are contagious. every rose has its thorn. why did i end up here.



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7:30 PM

Sunday, January 04, 2009

after school reopened, i so hope for holidays. though, i never wished of school when it was holidays. i wished there is no homework like in secondary school days. yea i know that i should not look back to the past and all, but still.. how i wish. a life without worries, sounds really beautiful. a carefree life with nothing to hurry and get busy with. but back to reality, i am living in a real world. i cant quit school and expect everything to be alright, or can i? yes i love what i am studying. no i dont love what i am studying. generally, its something i like. but specifically i dont exactly like every single thing. how i wish everything is done at school and theres no homework to do at home. ill just be busy at school and i have no worries to take home.

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mayb i could really quit school and be like this guy [link]



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8:12 AM


the whole day,
the tune kept playing,
again and again in my head.
... .. .. ... .. .. ... .. ..

fear of the dark

and now i say
just play it one more time
and again and again..

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how i wish i could linger
i your awesome presence forever.
cos even though i know
you go wherever i may go
its never the same when im left alone.

-the foolish things you do when youre left alone.



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7:50 AM

Friday, January 02, 2009

the future now seems so near
five minutes to a new year

but nothing seemed to change
things still moved on like night to day

scream out loud
the earth still moved like yesterday
i tried to shout
everything still seemed the same

i stood still thinking
is that all?
i looked on wondering
if there's more..

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what do i want?
what do i really want this year?
no idea.
i still feel this void inside.



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9:05 AM