Tuesday, November 20, 2007
many things went through my mind as i walk home
my emotions were running all over the place
i decided to pen it down here
for i know it is a safe place from unwanted eyes
because this blog is nothing to anyone
only something to me
and that's enough for me
i can cry on my way home
for my thought were harsh, depressed, cruel, painful
though now i cannot go to that extend of the blog
all i can express now is the tears in which i hope to let loose now
For words are no longer what they use to be
view differ, life differ
sometimes i wonder
was it because of me
of what happened before
or because of you
nothing around me is important enough for you
i guess that's why they say dog is man's best friend
rasQ is always there for me
where are you?
when do you look for me?
when you want something?
need me for something?
couldnt handle something?
that is so typical of you
i said before
if i were to jump off a cliff today
or maybe got knock down by a car on my way home
you wouldnt even notice
ask yourself and answered it yourself
you're gonna ask me to stop thinking negatively
you knwo what
i'll answer that
then stop giving me negative things to think about
i so dont need to cry now
and you're not worth it
su asked if i can bear to
well what do you think now su?
call me jealous or something
maybe this is what happened to you and her
new friends come and old are forgotten
i can tell you one thing
i dont forget about people i call friends
i only forget when they forget me
Sunday, November 11, 2007
i just woke up from my nap???
donno what to comment
dont wish to comment
went out for supper with xavier after work
coz i needed a change of environment
plus i was hungry
supper at hong kong cafe
after that watched bee movie
but i think the plot is a little short
i came home to sleep at 7++
took bus to yishun then cabbed home
slept till 1++
when i came home
something was wrong with rasQ's eyes
even till now
hope she gets well soon
she looked like a pirate dog
off to dinner
Friday, November 09, 2007
i guess it's been a while since i last blogged...
just didnt have the motivation i guess...
even the last few post...
i was off...
you can see it from my style of writing...
since i picked up from where i left...
from chicken soup for the teenage soul 2...
i've been meaning to blog...
i wonder why...
maybe it's just a topic...
i like this phrase...
'we live in a time when it is hard to speak from the heart.
our lives are smothered by a thousand trivialities,
and the poetry of our spirit is silenced by the thoughts and cares of daily affairs.
the song that lives in our hearts,
the song that we have waited to share,
the song of being a man,
taken from chicken soup for the teenage soul2,
a father's wish by kent nerburn.
i guess how true is it...
how often is it now that we said i love you to your parents...
how many times do we say i love you and truly meant it???
how many times do we hurt because we are burdened by things of life???
how many times have dreams been dashed by daily life???
and the list goes on and on...
too long to write everything down...
there is another which i wanted to share...
but it is a whole story of 4 pages...
too much for me to type...
so i'll just leave the title behind...
the player by kelly garnett...
for those who are interested...
you can ask the book from me...
the story is about 2 supposed best friends...
whom one took the other for granted...
never thinking of the worth of their friendship...
suffered from what the other did...