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금요일, 11월 11, 2005
Sianz
Somebody is irritating me right now. But the more irritating thing is that im in the midst of my exam period and i dun wish to be distracted. Well, i dunno. Maybe deep down i already cant be distracted by it. But u never know when will the scar resurface. I just chose to ignore it all along thats all even though the scar was obviously right under my nose.

I keep telling myself, nah its alright. Im ok with it. So stop rubbing salt into my wounds and let me do what i want. But I guess this world still doesnt work the way u want it to, afterall. Sorry. I cant do what u want me to do now. Nobody's in the wrong or in the right. I dun blame anyone neither do i blame myself. It all boils down to fate.

Enuff said.

I just read someone's blog. Someone who used to be very important to me. Can i know how much memories a person can have throughout her entire life? Im curious u noe. Will i regret doing something or not doing something if something was to happen to me tmr? Probably. Im suddenly curious to know who will be the saddest at my demise. Ok im getting morbid. But thats the truth mah. Anyway im only thinking. As i said 10001 times before, nobody is indispensable in this world. Time passes and wounds heal. End of story. Period.

Tmr shall mark my mugging period. Im wasting my time everyday. Die la..aiyo.

Realisation just striked me straight in the face. Oh. Now i know why my 'status' is so insignificant. Fine.

Mug. Mug. Mug.


또 울어버렸다.. @ 10:16 PM