todayyy it quite an okay day. but on the study wise it was extremely unproductive. BLEAH!!!!! dont like it a single bit.

went to bishan gym this morning. yawns.
well. did some weights and stuff. ahh the usual crap i'll do at the gym. well basically its more important to know that u do things right. quality > quantity. HURHUR. i sound sooooo TEACHER-LIKE. oh yes coach is the word.

then after went to subway! yay. subway at j8 is like going to be my 2nd home soon.
1.) I LOVE SUBWAY FOOOD.
2.) ITS EMPTY SO CAN SIT DOWN.
3.) CAN STUDY CUZ ITS MOSTLY EMPTY.
4.) its healthier to eat ther than other places.
5.) its not so cold.


so well. yay! gonna study there next week i guess. i love the cookies and the food. hurhrhur. fat i am gonna get. ohoh.


OH NO IM GOING EMO NOW. eh. shit no emo. not good, not nice. so pls redefinre being emo. to different ppl it means different things. but to me, it just aint being yourself and someone else whose indefinte urge can never be satisfied. till we wake up from our state, to see the imperfection is perfectly normal, we are sane again.




so tell me your perogative,
tell me your freaking lies,
befriend your imp within,
so couldnt bluff your way through mine.

chanting those nonsense you provide,
the bloody souls u feel alive,
one by one you give their names,
each spirit suck essentially.

so you need the protection to feel secure,
those usefulness you entrust and lure,
well it never will be confidential,
you actions will never be atoned at all.

i want to ever feel like this again,
profound in its own divine honesty,
we'll be rushing around like fools aloud,
so we just dont know now, what made us like this.

never am i going to trade my life for yours,
unless you say what u what means from your heart,
so please stop using the brain to think,
it wont make any sense without emotions.


devoid me of my hard past, i think i deserve a little more.




Im so screwing up my chemistry. i should have taken literature instead. at least i got an excuse that if i dont do well in that, i get to read books and poetry, furthermore, i can give an excuse that i never taken that subject in secondary school at all. argh.





sucked up in your perpetual gaze,
i wonder when its my turn to make my move,
even so when i knew the time was,
i couldnt do it.

i really would wanna try,
but it maybe make me the laughing stock,
it'll make the fool all along,
it'll send the curse right through me.

what matters most,
is ure willingness to sacrifice,
is ure willingness to love,
is ure willingness to go on,
is ure willingness to say it one more time,
is ure willingness to understand,
is ure willingness to bend,
is ure willingness to make a stand,
is ure willingness to forgive,
is ure willingness to go the extra mile,
is ure willingness to make me smile.

kisses,hugs,holdings,bite,hands,lips,look.

getting excited? well things i wouldnt want,
affection shall not get in my way,
until ure willing to say, its going to be forever,
till the day comes, maybe its when u'll get excited.

so thats how you look at me,
and wonder, and judge, and draw conclusions,
including statements so unnecessary,
but do you think it was worth it at all?

how cruel can you get?




we hold ourselves in a grudge each time and each passing moment of each passing day. we wonder who will make he first move. adding the pressure, pilling the tension. sorry. i couldnt do it. maybe one day, where two interest comes together, wil our path cross, to music will it be.





i dont long for your kiss,
i dont long for your touch,
not even a simple hug,
because i dont want to know that is wasnt real.

i wont want the words,
i wont want the promises,
not even u swearing a vow,
unless your actions speaks them instead.

so how? so when? so what,
must either of us do,
to show, but not to convince,
to acknowledge but not to pursuade.

so on the contrary,
we'll pledge this simple gesture,
withing ourselves we'll plant the seed,
hopping that the other will make it blossom.

so girl, u know that i know it all,
you know that i've seen it all,
you know that i've read it all,
the expressions, those words and insights.

and u know i've been ignorant,
but this is my nature,
but i have been trying to tell you,
you make me happy too.





so under the constellation, i hope it be a special moment for me, to look at the skys, well with you of course. sounds like a cliche. but i dont care. simplisity makes me smile.




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breaking free to something new. =)