if i were someone’s bf, my gf will hate me.
because
- i dun have the habit of talking on the phone
- i m not sensitive enough
- i dun communicate as well
- i dun share about my boring and mundane life
but if im the gf, i dunno la..
i hate it when i everything seems to whizz by..w/o warning..and things get out of hand..gets taken for granted.. nothing belongs to anything.. no promises can secure anything in life.. all is on yourself..to fend..to fight..to depend..to protect.. nv.. believe in anything..with just words.. they are nothing..
sometimes i feel that it is not true to say that people change…yes..ppl DO change..but sometimes…it is just they are revealing what they actually are.. some of us cannot accept it at that moment..but..it is the real them..i wld rejoice at the fact that they are showing their true self..rather than harping on how they change..
carmen..i will live by your words…
though it is difficult..but i will not fall into the trap..i will anticipate..i will protect myself from these emotional scars.
im still far frm good..far frm my expectations…i muz improve..i must improve..what does it take to be a good dancer?
addiction? yes..addiction..its in my blood..
its you…yes baby…its you..
this day marked the saddest day..
1) already met my limit of stress, i was alone
2) was already at the verge of tears becuz of stress..i
2) fell flat on my face, cap flew, things on my hands flew, and i started crawling on the floor picking up my stuffs, i was alone
3) injure my knee and went limping,i felt alone
4) went to the lift and press up, it went up halfway, and went down, i was late already,i was alone
5) dance studio was the place that temporarily kept my mind off
6) after compeition, started to do my journal, friends that i trusted msned me..
7) i wanted to be alone
because i felt alone
9) and i hurt my friend along the way
10) im a jerk
11) so..im better to be alone..
I’m kinda excited cuz im going to patronize the great hot summer sale in Hong Kong..yes.. your eyes are not playing a trick on you.. a few more hours and im flying…again…sigh…the only problem is my schoolwork..like wth..i juz hope tht projects and assignments can juz burn..burn..burn..to non-existence…
^-^
if rainy days are a sort of nostalgia
could i take you
and engrave you in my heart?
If dissonance is pent-up grief
would u take me
and place me in the night’s embrace?
and if i couldn’t stop sneezing
would u say to me
you are a child of the earth
dun worry, it’s just a lil’ mist..
