Tuesday, June 30, 2009
post 223: dayum

megan fox is way hot
10:28 PM
Monday, June 29, 2009
post 222: ke-BLEARGH
i remember spending time at my carpark, drawing with chalk on the bitumen. about how i felt. it's funny because it would rain on the exact night i drew my stupid chalk drawings on the hot floor.sometimes i wonder if people can hold on to their lies for long. whether people are worth thinking about. because, like the wind, friends come and go. they're like fine grains of sand. have too many and you find them slipping away. and all that's left are the ones that stick to the palm of your hand. lesser than the ones you used to have but you know they're there. you can feel that they're there. enough talk about sand. i miss shisha-ing. even though i went shisha-ing today. i want to go again. i want to taste that sweetness that tickles the tip of my tongue. the inability to think or feel sane for a moment. that sense of bravery and courage. and most importantly, the temporary ability to actually forget. to forget whatever's been going on. and i hate what's going on. i don't know why i'm kinda letting my heart out in a blog post but i just feel the need to, yknow? i feel hurt and at the same time thankful. for family and partial understanding. for friends and an unlimited supply of hugs and love. well, i guess i should stop thinking. but it's hard because it seems that im always thinking. about stupid things. i want shisha. i know i know. you can't drink or shisha your troubles away. but hey. we're all gonna die and then we're in deep shit. i miss the burn, i miss the sting of a blade running across my stupid skin. where troubles, hurt, anger and frustrations weren't limited to paper and the fucking bitumen. somewhere permanent (maybe) and something portable. a reminder. of what you pulled through. its funny how even though it's been a yr, i can't really forget.. you?KEBLEARGH!
1:44 AM
Friday, June 26, 2009
post 221: razorwire & paper, what a combination.
MY SPOON IS TOO FUCKING BIG, OKAY?!
1:43 PM
Thursday, June 25, 2009
post 220: fuckit

i don't want to think about anything right now.
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P.S. please support LR on the 25th of July. tickets are selling for $6.50. venue; odiocrib. please contact me or any LR member for further details.
8:54 PM
Tuesday, June 23, 2009
post 219: fuck the mainstream?
I WANT TO WATCH TRANSFORMERS 2 NOW
3:35 PM
Monday, June 22, 2009
post 218: im leaving
fuck it. :|
6:45 PM
Sunday, June 21, 2009
post 217: quarantine?
i'm under quarantine for a week. from school.
which sucks. because i want to go to school.
so there'd be more time for a proper closure.
and then i can say goodbye.
should i say goodbye?
8:18 PM
Thursday, June 18, 2009
post 216: fuck it
fuck you too.
sometimes packing your bags and leaving isn't that easy. because there are explanations to give and emotions to control, to hide. and there are worthless replacements to find, even though replacements are unnecessary. and there are the goodbyes. and the peace to create and retain with people that seem important. the attitudes to bear with and the frustrations to suppress. in a tiny little bottle. pessimism to chew on and sharp objects and chemicals to keep at bay. and then there's sleep. eternal? not now. when there are things to be done, said and ruined. goddammit where is the strength? where are the walls? where is the reasoning? where are the replacements? when all i wanna do is pack my bags and leave. for a "fresh" start, a "brand new" whirlpool of troubles and irrelevant "pissyourselfcrying" sessions because of what's been done, said and ruined, by the people you used to love so dearly. pity is easy to find, but frustrations aren't easy to let off. when the people you trust believe the lies that have been spread, by someone who never wanted to see you alive, by someone who said that you'd be well taken care of, by an insecure coward who just wants to see you drown, by a liar who can't sleep because of the overwhelming guilt. the lies, the need to destruct, the reopening of festering wounds, the screams in the dead of night. the bruises, not to forget, and the misunderstanding of the severity of what has been done and said which, of course, was mistaken as something small. how do you believe a liar? how do you believe yourself? how do you believe the truth when you've seen nothing but lies? the false promise of another family that never really cared. a maternal figure that has been missing for 7years. a pity how something so un-tragic can result in something beyond tragedy. and how it can go on for almost a decade, without anyone realising the time that has past. see how time flies when you're so miserable? you lose count. because numbers cease to hold any meaning. in the end, we're all just statistics, never anamolies.
4:26 PM
Monday, June 8, 2009
post 215: perth :DD
day 1:
okay. we touched down, right? and my mum n sis laughed at me cos they thought my bag was weird. met Uncle Tony. he's hella cool. then we headed back to mum's place and slacked around abit. we went to an italian restaurant called Aperol where the whacked manager kept screaming like a fucktard. but he's cool :D. oh he tried to make out w gran. which was like O.O, okay?
day 2:
we went to the city. saw a potential druggie. wtfh. he looks so sad like this ----> :(. went to jayjays n all. tried 2 luk for souveniors and "to write love on her arms". but couldnt. found baby milo instead! DAMN COOL SHOP! the cashier dude was kinda cute. LOL. saw SPIDERMAN hoodies. you zip it up all the way to ur head n TA-DAH!! SPIDERMAAAAAN! we ate at some food court. shared a sandwich n salad w Jo. n an iced tea. she drank like 90p of it yknow. then we shopped abit. texted here n there. anyway, we went to burswood to eat after that. OMFG OKAY. THE FOOD WAS FUCKEN AWESOME! :O pity i didnt get to eat all :(
day 3:
sent Jo to school. her school is.. O.O HAHAH ADMIN OFFICE KENA BURN DOWN XD. din do much in the afternoon. had a V OILY BREKKY. mum n gran shared fruit toast XD. hehehe. after that, went around. blah blah blah. came back Auntie Pearl cooked tomyam for lunch. damn cool. then i napped. i dreamt my phone got fully submergedin water last night. and that i was leaving for spore tmr :((. haha den went to pick Jo up. i cnt rmb wat we did. haha. den we ate n slacked around. haha. okay sleepy now. we're both sick from the hichew eating competition. bleehhhhhh.
9:45 PM
Saturday, June 6, 2009
post 214: yayness!
hey guess what!
im like. abt to board the plane in an hrs time!
hehe. PSYCHED!
i had the strangest dream last night!
ami came w me to perth!
n we saw alex there!
god im gonna miss spore.
weird rite?
im blogging with my psp.
haha.
grans here too.
anyway, boarding nw.
love u guys!
8:18 AM
Thursday, June 4, 2009
post 213: WMD

no one knows how potentially destructive a rubber ball really is.
11:12 AM
Monday, June 1, 2009
post 212: faggots & more faggots
sometimes i wonder, why we cower behind walls, and why we cry over stupid boys
why it hurts so much to think about them at times, and why we build walls.
and why we sacrifice so much for people, who never see what we've done in the end
and then i remember why i build these walls around myself
because of what has been done and said
and to be honest, i don't want these walls to fall
i just wanna know who's brave enough to climb over the walls
instead of trying to break them down
because the walls are part of who i am
2:45 PM