bleargh

2010-11-12T13:09:00.001+08:00

#287

2010-10-20T04:02:00.001+08:00

i can't sleep, but that's not the point. the point is that... i don't know also..

#286: whu-whut?

2010-09-05T05:44:00.002+08:00

life without expectations is, well, boring.

dearest

2010-06-10T23:33:00.000+08:00

蜂蜜は、それは常に賢明と物語の両面を聞くために誰もが言うことを信じることです。あなたが直面している私はあなたの幸運をお祈りします。注意してください。

2010-05-30T01:34:00.001+08:00

i'z hungry :(

#283: because we've gone much further than i thought we'd dare tonight

2010-05-14T23:09:00.002+08:00

all this ringing in my ears,
the paranoia, the tension,
it's driving me insane.

sometimes, i wonder,
what it would be like,
to be you.

only because i cannot,
i will try, and in trying,
i shan't succeed.

impossibility of comprehension,
the complexity of the human mind,
the ability to use explicit words.

lack of discretion,
lack of a conscience,
did you remember that the next person's human too?

i guess not,
and hopeless words shall fall on deaf ears,
nonsense.

#282: liar liar house on fire, pants hanging off a telephone wire

2010-03-28T15:52:00.002+08:00

how true they were to say
that the truth would be revealed
doesn't matter if it's a few days
or 2 years

what are you afraid of?
what are you intimidated by?
coward(s), oh you coward(s)
stupidity

intimacy takes 2, not 3
so what would happen, now
that i have found out
pitiful. little. girl and boy.

do you get what i mean?

post 281: disarming, disarming. pathetic

2010-01-11T23:13:00.003+08:00

for lack of a better excuse,
we're intoxicating ourselves
over ridiculousness
drowning, drowning
in bottles of scotch and whiskey
and crimson cabernet.
so we won't have to be
ourselves for a night
and wake up the next day
hungover and with lack
of a better explanation
for irrational behaviour

post 280: rigged elections and cocksuckers are just a few examples of a dysfunctional parliament

2009-12-29T21:34:00.003+08:00

A: Oh gollygosh! I've found a way to stop time!
B: Oh really? How do you stop time?
A: When your mind goes blank, time stops.
B: What the heck are you going on about?
A: When life feels like it's spiralling into a sea of misery, time stops.
B: No, it does not.
A: When you're engaged in a kiss that's shared with a lover, time stops.
B: You contradict yourself, ma'am
A: No, sir. I do not.
B: But they are huge contrasts, don't you see?
A: Yes, I do see. And they're similar as well. Do you not understand me?
B: I am sorry, but I do not.
A: You ought to spend some time thinking, sir.
B: I do think, mind you!
A: Think harder!
B: I am afraid that I do not fathom what you are going on about
A: Pity.

post 279: dreariness

2009-12-27T04:03:00.003+08:00

I.
the glass isn't half empty
he said, it's dry
as dry as
reading the Bible
on a Friday night
for I have forgotten
what it's like to be inspired
for I have found solace
in something else

II.
i spy, i spy
with my left eye
a canary yellow jug
on a table
it's crying, you see
peculiar, how peculiar
it's peculiar you see
how a canary yellow jug
would cry
but not me

III.
because if you feel like dying
you might wanna sing
till your eyes stop bleeding
and sing till your heart
stops beating
and sing till your lungs
stop you from breathing
and sing till these arms
stop embracing
you

post 278: empire of the sun

2009-11-24T00:12:00.001+08:00

post 277: <3

2009-11-23T00:29:00.001+08:00

the things you do
never fail to amaze me
there's something about you
that makes me forget about the rest of the world
you're so perfect :)
i don't deserve you :(
ily<3

post 276: living for the weekend by hard-fi

2009-11-19T22:40:00.002+08:00

this song's got me shaking my hips :D

post 275: paying in naivety, contradiction in a box

2009-11-19T02:00:00.004+08:00

credits to kalashnikovpbr on Photobucket.. again.. (the photography's just beautiful, really)

what do you do when it feels like
you're drowning in the middle of
a stormy sea? where there's nothing
but the cold and the darkness. where
the loneliness is overwhelming
and sometimes, it's hard to tell
the difference between being
caught in the rain and feeling
so alone, when you've almost
lost the will to live, when you're hanging
by a thread that's fraying
mercilessly, mercilessly
like it's out to seek vengeance.
i could sit and wait for days on end
i would sit and wait for days on end
and watch the world drive by
on the bustling freeway
where silence is most abundant
when i feel most alive
like i said before, the lights
are on the other side
beckoning me to drown,
to drown in the icy, grey river
like i was supposed to forget
wouldn't life be fun with permanent hypothermia;
stereotypical vampyric features
minus the pointed teeth and the scarlet irises
and
minus the heartbeat, minus the breathing
minus the function. -ing body.
oh how i wish
life is great when it feels like you're drowning
in a whole pool of black

in ice.

post 274: smokers of the cancer council

2009-11-18T16:06:00.003+08:00

credits to kalashnikovpbr on Photobucket

no-one said that life would be a straight, smooth path
because no-one was smart enough to figure out what life was really about
until they died, and then it was too late to say something smart, or inspiring.

half the time we're alive, we waste our lives working a 9-5 job
with unpaid overtime. but i guess that's what life's about now
if we break this trend, the whole world would be in chaos

then again, who am i to say? i'm just a 17 year old seeking refuge
in the rain. generic, no? why, generic, yes! typical.
the whole world's just typical

post 273: i guess i'm just naturally ridiculous

2009-11-18T03:52:00.002+08:00

i waste sleepless nights, thinking of what it would be like, to spend those nights, by your side.

post 272: but that's diregard

2009-11-13T08:52:00.000+08:00

Sometimes it's so hard to express my feelings into words. Maybe it's my laziness but then again, who's actually lazy when it comes to expressing themselves? It feels like the world's becoming still. Like there's nothing else to look forward to in the near future. What do you do when naps become your newest trend? I'd sit and stare for days on end, and lose the need to brush my hair. Or eat, for that matter. I've forgotten what it's like to feel alive, to feel the burn, to feel outrageous. i've lost it.

post 271: split scrape and a crotch sprain

2009-11-12T00:20:00.003+08:00

sometimes i wonder what it's like
to feel you at the edge of my fingertips
then i'd know that you're close by
i love you

post 270: yes i can see her

2009-11-10T22:19:00.002+08:00

post 269: godDAMN it

2009-11-10T21:26:00.002+08:00

well, kill me i'm an impatient bitch.

post 268: how much longer?

2009-11-07T01:46:00.001+08:00

i know i've said this so many times before, but i'd give anything to stop feeling the way that i do right now. fuck. if you can't die, why can't i die?

post 267: CHILDREN OF BODOM!!

2009-11-06T21:09:00.000+08:00

HOW CAN YOU NOT LOVE THEM?!

post 266: <333

2009-11-06T19:22:00.003+08:00

last day of school <33 exams next week ~~<33~~

post 265: eff you see kay eff you see kay

2009-11-03T20:19:00.003+08:00

why, oh why, do you have this incessant need, or want, to make me the target of your immature, tyrannic, manipulative games? what is your problem with your desperate and sick lust for making me like you; miserable?
well, fuck you and the blood that runs through my veins.
i'd drain it all in a minute. so then, i can finally say, that i have nothing to do with you.

post 264: sean i love you

2009-11-01T01:58:00.002+08:00

can you tell that it's you that i want by my side?

post 263: room without a view

2009-10-30T22:15:00.001+08:00

I have the hugest urge to turn everything into art. I want to do something creative, I want to make something. I want to make things beautiful. I want to draw something. Oh and i want to kill something. I want to feel blood on my hands. So kill me, I'm crazy. No seriously. Kill me. I'm fucked.

post 262: my kitty's a whore

2009-10-10T22:19:00.004+08:00

the lights are on the other side
of the river
i feel you, i feel you
somewhere beyond the ocean
and the millions of miles
but you're so far away

it feels as though
a part of me is gone
like i lost it
somewhere between the hugs
and the tears
i want you, i miss you

i love you, i love you
i've said it a million times
but i've never meant it more
than i do now
because those words are for you
i think they were always meant for you

ilysean

post 261: omfgwtfh

2009-10-05T23:06:00.002+08:00

[insertsupermegafrickinghugesadfaceherelikerightnowlikeseriously]

hmmm :(

post 260: cuz the taste of ur lips are all the rage

2009-09-30T11:03:00.001+08:00

omg kill me i have britney spears stuck in my head. please..?

mmm right.

post 259: if i had a choice, i'd censor you out. snippy snip cutty cut. die

2009-09-27T20:40:00.001+08:00

DIE, YOU X(

post 258: sometimes i feel i've got to, get away

2009-09-24T21:21:00.001+08:00

well, babble babble bitch bitch rebel rebel party party sex sex sex and don't forget the violence.

post 257: turn the lights off in this place and she shines just like a star

2009-09-19T23:53:00.002+08:00

i miss the times we used to hang around HM and pierce each other :)

post 256: love does no one much. kiss, kill, frozen still. idiot pilot is genius

2009-09-18T17:06:00.002+08:00

love does no one much.
troubling, like the tide,
it brings so much to shore.

but isn't it funny how emotions
can never be completely packaged
into words

ink is thicker than blood
and i'd like to watch you/me
bleed from our teeth

and under the stars we'd kiss
the taste of blood so prominent
on your lips

tongue in cheek you admit
that what we all are
are nymphos

we're all nymphos, bitch.

post 255: your heart, my hands, squishy squishy DIE.

2009-09-17T18:21:00.002+08:00

"A Light At The End Of The Tunnel"

A light at the end of the tunnel
A secret society
And regents stay there
In there
Attack their tunnel

Atop the plateau
Of broken dreams
The devil said
I'm dead
I need a favor
I need you
To doctor
Some false documents
With me
You

IDIOT PILOT

post 254: wayfarers & dunhill lights; dont you get cravings too?

2009-09-14T19:47:00.003+08:00

i miss the trachea-n scald
the warmth, the stench,
the sweet aftertaste
the high, the carelessness,
the closeness,
the smoke wafting through the
humid air,
creating surrealism, in the form of dancing
white, translucent figures
i miss the sweet melon scent
and the laughter that rang through the room
and the table top, telephone box top dances
the heart to heart talks
and burnt pillows.
god, kill me.
sometimes, i wonder, why i gave everything up
for this

post 253: it's funny how we stereotype each other into little boxes

2009-09-12T00:31:00.005+08:00

your immaturity is appalling
and i wish that you could see
the way i see you
because the respect that i once had
for you is now, well, gone

yay! Closer by Ne Yo :)

post 252: plants get laid more often than i do :(

2009-09-11T13:10:00.002+08:00

sometimes, he makes my heart go spazzy when i look at him. which sucks.
so fuck the world again, i guess.

post 251: i'd rather spend the time talking about cigarettes than to bitch about you.

2009-09-10T20:47:00.003+08:00

yay-ness XD

post 250: die die die

2009-09-04T17:00:00.001+08:00

you make me, well, sick.

post 249: the empty blank space at the back of my mind says it hates you too.

2009-09-01T16:31:00.002+08:00

fishsticks = magic buttons

sometimes spazzy classmates are an inspiration.

i have my finger on a trigger and at the edge of a knife

where the green grass turns pink

every saturday of the month

and i can hear my conscience screaming

motherfucker die

i hope you fucking die

because you make no sense

and yeah okay bye

i miss bestie AssieFoieGrasCassieannBestieizzleSpazaustic

The End.

post 248: a whole lot of nothing

2009-08-13T17:32:00.000+08:00

i crave made-from-scratch pizza,
a day for sleeping in
and something to do.

post 247: what is this i feel and why is it that i feel the way i do?

2009-08-13T17:02:00.002+08:00

i'd like to carve a cave in my chest
and rip my heart out
and stab it
until i stop feeling like i have goddamned butterflies
in my tummy
and until i stop wishing i could relive
the time
spent lying down
and doing absolutely nothing
oh god.
i'm so fucking pathetic.

post 246: in my backyard there is a rusty tree that grows no leaves and is made of iron

2009-08-08T22:58:00.005+08:00

we're all pretty fucking disposable

don't you think?

post 245: will you scatter my ashes where they wont be found

2009-08-08T15:55:00.006+08:00

rawr..?

post 244: tears and a tightened throat is a diamond grenade on display

2009-08-07T23:42:00.003+08:00

the only thing that glitters is gold.

post 243: lethal attack of the hair straighteners

2009-08-06T00:00:00.001+08:00

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SH-EYE!!
UR LEGAL NOW!!
LOVE U N MISS U HEAPSSS!

post 242: lethargy

2009-08-05T23:05:00.000+08:00

the fatigue is getting to me :'(

post 241: love letters, cheap printers and finger puppets.

2009-08-03T18:17:00.006+08:00

my imaginary polar bears
are sitting in the halls
where they await my company
and for my embrace
the only time where i
won't feel as lonely
as i do
for the lies and ideas
behind these incandescent eyes
flourish in denial
where the grass is greener than
green itself
and satisfaction
sits on the picket fence
what a wonderful picture
to be painting
on a canvas
at the back of a skull
and there it shall rest
among the polariods
and portraits
that will forever lay
forgotten
like the sweet tinge
of another's lips
on a humid day
by a pool
of turquoise

btw, Alex Ng Yong Ming is handsome and has cute emo hair :)
dipole-dipole interactions, hydrogen bonds and hugs from my sister Joann

post 240: i've got my veins all tangled close to the juke box buzz you frequent, the safest place to hide

2009-08-02T22:00:00.003+08:00

I.
i spend sleep like it means nothing
sleep, i wasted, writing a letter in my head
to you
and sense it failed to create
a story unravelled, however,
in my mind
feelings, feelings
she screamed, in her head, at least
a faulty larynx, was to blame
for she could never really show him
what she really meant
distorted images, and a cliched painted smile
red, red, red like the rose she held
so close
to her heart
a permanent polaroid
still undeveloped

II.
ray-zer-ray-zer-why-err
tongues of razorwire
they kill they cut they kill and cut
why paint the town in your red?
paint it black!
and the liars'd be shivering in their pants
instead
tilted head sympathy
for the imbeciles you've learnt to love
but never hate
spilt ink is better than spilt crimson any goddamned day
well, at least that's what morality thinks
but then
again
who ever follows morality, so religiously?

post 239: it can't get any worse than this!

2009-07-31T18:33:00.001+08:00

the fact is that sometimes we forget who we really are and what things really mean.

post 238: we like, we like to gather just not too close, too close

2009-07-28T21:02:00.004+08:00

fact is that we always were statistics to the rest of the world
numbers, we were born with a number
and we will die as a number
that adds to the death toll
no matter how hard we try to make an impact on the world
or leave a mark, or carve a name..
we're all just statistics.
we mean nothing, to be honest.
to look at it in a narrow perspective.
fame will forever be temporary.
and we'll never really know who we are
or who someone else is.
ever..?

post 237: how do you stay sane when the sun's in your eye and your fingers are frozen to the bone?

2009-07-27T15:49:00.003+08:00

knn!

post 236: fatigue, fatigue, fatigue

2009-07-26T00:52:00.002+08:00

is it the pills that make me feel the way i do?
or is it the fatigue and the lack of sleep?
i am, i have become so weak.
and sometimes i wonder,
what is it that makes me the way i am?
cemented to the bed, i am
well, soon, at least
and then it's so long and goodnight
like whatshisface said, in that song
Prozac Prozac i think i need to go on Prozac
feeling like a zombie never killed no-one
ha ha FUCKING ha, okay?
much?
bleargh to that
GOODBYE
hahahahhaha

post 235: noise and noise and people make noise and people make noises when they're sick

2009-07-20T12:14:00.002+08:00

i love Invader Zim(-ay)

post 234: conformity is just another way that says that you don't have a goddamned spine

2009-07-18T00:11:00.004+08:00

fallacy, fallacy, it's been a long time
since i have not heard from you, deceitful bitch
you are a lie, like all your cousins, siblings
you plague me in your different forms
vivacious, ferocious, manipulative, you are in your dealings
surreal, you are so surreal
the way you contort, distort, and extort
you are, you are invincible
happiness is but a luxury,
which you, apparently, invest in
a trump card, with which you do so seduce
the weak, the strong and all in-between
and when you've led them far enough
like lost sailors to a siren's song
you smite them with your scythe
remorselessly, apathetically you break them
you are but a form of lust
eternal and brilliant, in all your infamy
more complex than any mere inhuman form
interdum ego iustus volo morior

post 233: silence..?

2009-07-16T00:47:00.010+08:00

doesn't everyone secretly want everyone else to shut up and listen? but how does that work since noone really listens anyway? i'm just lucky that i actually have someone to lean on, instead of hollow insecure stand-ins that are prepared to leave when you come crashing down.

we will always find ways to stop ourselves from feeling the way we do about life in general, since we all know it sucks and always will suck. denial never worked for long, optimism never got anyone anywhere and happiness never really existed.

so shut the fuck up, you happy-go-lucky faggots. you're too busy searching for rainbows up in the goddamned clouds to realise what the fuck is really going on. or how you're actually hurting people that you used to, and apparently, care for.

funny how we're still affected by things that are happening miles away, isn't it?

post 232: Sanguines

2009-07-16T00:43:00.002+08:00

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i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss 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i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too. i miss the Sanguines. i miss Shen. i miss Shun An. i miss Aravind. i miss Rasyidah. i miss Suba. and Corey too.

post 231: cassie :(

2009-07-15T00:07:00.001+08:00

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post 230: nights spent being an insomniac

2009-07-14T23:40:00.003+08:00

is it the guilt that keeps you from your slumber, bitch?

or is it your annoyance at the fact that i want to punch you square in the face
that stops you from sleeping?
you goddamned hypocrites, sleeping so soundly in the night
it's a wonder how any attention is paid for your 2c worth of opinions
i can taste the failure on your tongue
oh the fucking irony
in the end we all get what we deserve
and words were always less than words to you
they held no meaning to you and your limited ability to see things straight
we never appreciate what we have until it's gone
but you never saw that, it was always about you
so before you go back to your web in the corner
and prepare to spin a storm of all your lies
think about what you're doing
and don't try to form anymore pitiful stories
because we all live and die alone
for each his own, you asshole
people stop caring once your shit continues
goddamn it, i hate you so much right now.
i just hope you go burn somewhere in the depths of hell.

P.S. post 229: white sheets in the sun burn your eyes

2009-07-13T11:31:00.002+08:00

my sister collects chip packets.

WTFH.

and i miss bestie Cassie

post 229: you are the epitome of my despair

2009-07-11T22:33:00.004+08:00

now THAT is what you call unconditional love. I WANT A GLOOMY BEAR!

post 228: beautiful ruin

2009-07-09T22:10:00.002+08:00

the confusion is killing

post 227: good as dead..?

2009-07-09T02:54:00.002+08:00

it's not my fault that i have insomnia. because i can't sleep.
i feel shitty
i'm sorry Cassie :'(

post 226: wtfh

2009-07-06T12:05:00.002+08:00

life's just a complete bitch when you try and stop fighting, and then you say something about something else and then someone else comes along and tries pick a fight with you, claiming that you want to fight. o.o to think that you actually knew me. whatever.

post 225: words retain their power

2009-07-03T02:01:00.002+08:00

words will always retain their power. people, fail to keep up to their words.

the only thing's that's comforting is the fact that we are all going to die.

post 224: 15th move. to perth?

2009-07-02T03:13:00.003+08:00

everyone's going to die. soon. just wait.

post 223: dayum

2009-06-30T22:28:00.002+08:00

megan fox is way hot

post 222: ke-BLEARGH

2009-06-29T01:44:00.004+08:00

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!

post 221: razorwire & paper, what a combination.

2009-06-26T13:43:00.002+08:00

MY SPOON IS TOO FUCKING BIG, OKAY?!

post 220: fuckit

2009-06-25T20:54:00.004+08:00

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.

post 219: fuck the mainstream?

2009-06-23T15:35:00.006+08:00

I WANT TO WATCH TRANSFORMERS 2 NOW

post 218: im leaving

2009-06-22T18:45:00.004+08:00

fuck it. :|

post 217: quarantine?

2009-06-21T20:18:00.001+08:00

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?

post 216: fuck it

2009-06-18T16:26:00.001+08:00

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.

post 215: perth :DD

2009-06-08T21:45:00.003+08:00

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.

post 214: yayness!

2009-06-06T08:18:00.000+08:00

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!

post 213: WMD

2009-06-04T11:12:00.002+08:00

no one knows how potentially destructive a rubber ball really is.

post 212: faggots & more faggots

2009-06-01T14:45:00.002+08:00

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

post 211: sigh

2009-05-27T16:31:00.001+08:00

it's funny how people are unable to have the dignity to tell you what they hate about you, in your face, but choose to bitch the crap outta themselves over absolutely nothing. *shakes head*. [too bleh to bother being pissed]

post 210: plastic

2009-05-22T20:14:00.002+08:00

plasticity, lined up in a row, typical.
plasticity, lines the hearts, of us.
plasticity, plastic, plastic smiles
repose, i say, in the form of pretty plastic barbie smiles
plasticity, plasticity, plasticity.
ha! how typical.
everyone's plastic to you.

post 209: finding the whys to live

2009-05-19T22:05:00.003+08:00

today was dry & drab. but it was fun. had a bandung n a plate of fries w Aravind. i love lunch with the Penguins. they're a fun bunch. haha. listening to walls by emery now. i wrote some random crap on a napkin just now in PIPC lab. it's tarded. i haven't finished yet. walls by emery walls by emery walls by emery

empty

post 208: TP Rawks? [my ass]

2009-05-15T16:05:00.002+08:00

all i can think about is perth because i've waited 4years to go back and i'm growing tired of singapore. 3weeks, now. 3weeks and i'll be packing my bags. 3 more weeks and i'll be struggling to sleep. 3 more weeks until i'm on that goddamned plane. 3 more weeks until i'm out of this place

it's funny how the grass IS always greener on the other side, and how we never really appreciate what we really have until it's gone. i guess it's human nature, because no matter how hard i try, i never seem to be able to totally defy that.

i miss perth, i miss perth so much. i miss the scenery, the serenity, i miss the sound of silence. fuck this thing. i guess i gotta wait.

(hiiii im aravind) that's from Aravind :) he's cool :DD

post 207: faggots

2009-05-14T22:20:00.002+08:00

you're just pissy because in your eyes, i'll always never be good enough
i'll always be the defiant child that ruined your goddamned life
perfection, is what you seek
and perfection is what i'm not
you deny, deny, deny
every goddamned statement, every opinion, every sentence
that you force out of me
and then you turn around and you wonder what was it that you've done
what it was that you've done that was so wrong
that made me what i am now
and then you think again and you calm yourself down by saying
that it's all my fault
because i'm just screwed up

BACK TO PERTH SOON!

post 206: stereotypes

2009-05-10T14:18:00.003+08:00

CASSIE'S BACK!!! (L)

no piccies, currently cos im not using my compie :S

people who stereotype and expect generic things to happen are beginning to piss me off.
the narrowminded-ness and the inability to really forgive and forget.
oh and did i mention the need to stir up trouble when everything is calm?
dumbass faggots. the world is the way it is because of you. and you too. oh and you while you're at it.
so before you point a finger at your reflection that isn't in a mirror, or a reflective substance, sit and think.
seriously.
maybe you're the one that caused this to happen.
because how can you throwaway friendship over someone's twisted speech, in a matter of minutes?
how can you call yourself a friend when you decide to keep mum for so fucking long?
are you even a friend, when all you care about is popularity, really?
do friends expect things back when they give something? and that doesn't involve money
goddamned FAGS i tell you.
i'd better stop before someone becomes terasa and a whole big fight starts up again
fuck this thing

post 205: chingky chang

2009-05-01T00:03:00.004+08:00

i like school but i hate homework. TAHAN, RY! MUST DO HOMEWORK!

i lurveeee SanguinePenguins! [we'll take piccies kk?]

and this is TitiTataTiara :3. hehe. i posted ur pic on my blog too :D

post 204: damsels in distress, knights in shining armour

2009-04-25T00:42:00.001+08:00

shhh. don't tell anyone but i'm writing a song!! :DD

post 203: godDAMN

2009-04-22T21:56:00.003+08:00

-Lecs were dayum boring :O
-Laughed at the Maths & Stats "Lecturler" [hahahahahha]
-Spent 3hr break laughing n crapping arnd w Rasyidah, Shen, Suba & Joelle
-Sat and chilled w PENGUINS! [Shen, Suba, Shun An, Rasyidah n Aravind] after last Lec. had nacho & cheese and french fries :DD

i wanna jam :( its been fucken AGES okay?

go go F4! [LOL, okay? but really. my class is fucken awesome :D]

uhhh i miss Assie, Abby, Joe, S2L2R, Sakura Cap., 2007.. :(

post 202: yay

2009-04-20T20:31:00.001+08:00

fuck the facade, i feel empty.

post 201: okay okay LAST post

2009-04-18T20:10:00.002+08:00

Absinthal, she feels, toward the cold dark world
Intimidated by the loneliness that's making her claustrophobic
For awhile she's felt the way she does, so bitter, so broken
Her hands and feet cut by razorwire
Redemption is what she yearns for but to no avail
She craves the memories and the blithe visions she keeps close to her heart
They play over and over, behind shut eyes
Her mistakes, his mistakes, they haunt her, they watch, like wraiths
They lurk in dark corners of the labyrinth in her mind
The scars that line her skin, only make her cringe in fear
She's become so sick of the blade she knew so well
Her pocketsized metal friend that she thought would make her forget
Secrets, they shared, she thought he'd listen
"Negligence," she whispered.
"But who are we to complain of being victims of negligence
When we too, are guilty, of commiting the same atrocity?"

post 200: uh

2009-04-18T20:05:00.001+08:00

i miss Ami too
& i miss Cassie
& Shai, Sak & Lina

school is starting soon
i hope i don't die :S

WE PAID $12 FOR TORTURE :O

but i tink OL Lin is damn cool :) [ugh. irrelevant]

post 199: godDAMN

2009-04-18T19:27:00.002+08:00

-was out w Joe
-we went to the national museum and made clothes for paper dolls
-long wait at Create Talents
-random photo sesh in a photobooth
-Joe is fun

i feel so exhausted and i don't know why

i'm grateful for the friends i have now

post 198: roasted gummybears

2009-04-13T15:52:00.000+08:00

ROASTED GUMMYBEARS ARE THE ULTIMATE SEX

post 197: bored

2009-04-10T13:30:00.002+08:00

jamming, shisha & sentosa 2mr!

Jamming
we havent jammed in like.. 2wks? or 3wks?
[nv ask me for the date. my biological clock is screwed]
and really gotta touch up on Tulip!
kinda forgot some stuff here and there
[aqul vill keel me, i teyll youuu]

Shisha
YAYAYAYAYAYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY! I LURVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE SHISHA!!

Sentosa
TP thing. i wonder what we're gonna do :S

P.S. see, Abang? :DD i used headers like you said!! :DD

post 196: bleargh

2009-04-08T12:51:00.003+08:00

i'm going to make this short because there is no use wasting words over superficial and dumb things that annoy me so yeah :S

sometimes, i just WISH i could go through a day, without being stereotyped. [i have a name, peoPLE!] i'm sick of all the dumb explanations "people" give, to try and justify their claims which, by the way, are totally irrelevant and completely and UTTERLY OUT OF POINT. where's the originality? why the repitition? why the oblivion?

stupid dumb fags go burn go burn. suck my deek, biatch! HARDER!
[hehe long post suck my dick and dieeeeeeee]

post 195: fuck

2009-04-05T14:55:00.002+08:00

fuck this day

fuck the whole week

and fuck the whole month

fuck you

fuck everyone

fuck you too.

post 194: PSYCHE!

2009-03-28T02:42:00.001+08:00

i swear i fucking miss perth. i'm just glad that i may be going back this year! XD

and my heart sings. really loud.

post 193: sigh

2009-03-25T21:45:00.003+08:00

watch your mouth, oh oh oh
because your speech is slurred
and i bet you just might swallow your tongue ;)

P! ATD

post 192: crash & burn

2009-03-24T19:06:00.001+08:00

i'm miserable over something. i can't seem to put my finger on it.

post 191: fag

2009-03-23T16:26:00.002+08:00

i feel like,

a cigarette

and a penknife

i don't know why i feel the way i do, or why i overreact over the littlest of things. perhaps i'm weak, or perhaps i'm sick of all the shit. because when it comes down to problems, they don't leave, they just keep coming like hail. perhaps the whole world just wants me dead

post 190: die

2009-03-23T15:18:00.003+08:00

Dear Assie,

I don't really know how to tell you this, I'm joining the Convent. I realized it when I tripped on peanut butter when we skinny dipped in the bathtub and I saw you sit on the elephant in the corner.I'm sure you're open enough to understand that we're related. I'm returning your Hannah Montana underwear to you, but I'll keep your mom. You should also know that i will not tell the authorities that you stole the whale from the backyard and you ruined my attempt at another world war.

Best of Luck on the sex change,
Airey

Here's how you do it:
Dear (someone you recently talked to),I don't really know how to tell you this,(1). I think I realized it (2)(3) and I saw you (4)(5). I'm sure you're (6) enough to understand (7). I'm returning your (8) to you, but I'll keep (9) as a memory. You should also know that (10) and (11).(12),Name

1)What's the color of your shirt?
Blue - I'm in love with your cat
Red - Our affair is over
White - I’m joining the Convent
Black -Our romance is over
Green- Our socks don't match
Grey - You're a leprechaun
Yellow - I'm selling myself for candy
Pink - Your nostrils are insulting
Brown - The mafia wants you
No shirt - Purple hedgehogs want to destroy you
Other -I dislike your eyelashes

2) Which is your birth month?
January - That night you picked your nose
February -When I quoted Forrest Gump
March - When your dwarf bit me
April - When I tripped on peanut butter
May - When I threw up in your sock drawer
June - When you put cuffs on me
July – When I saw the purple monkey
August - When you smacked my ass
September - Last year when you peed your pants
October - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub
November - When your dog humped my leg
December - When I finally changed my underwear

3) Which food do you prefer?
Tacos - When we skinny dipped in the bathtub
Chicken- In your car
Pasta - Outside of your office
Hamburgers - Under the bus
Salad – As you were eating
Kraft DinnerLasagna - In your closet
Kebab - With Jean Chrétien
Fish - In a clown suit
Sandwiches - At the Elton John concert
Pizza - At the mental hospital
Hot dog - Under a street light
Annat- With George Bush and Stephen Harper

4) What's the color of your socks?
Yellow - Ignore
Red - Put whipped cream on
Black - Hit on
Blue - Knock out
Purple - Pour syrup on
White - Carve your initials into
Grey - Pull the clothes off
Brown - bit of
Orange - Castrate
Pink - Pull the pants off of
Barefoot - Sit on
Other - Drive over

5) What's the color of your underwear?
Black - My boyfriend
White - My father
Grey – The Catholic Priest
Brown – The Montreal Canadian’s goalie
Purple - My corned beef hash
Red – My knee caps
Blue - My salt-beef bucket
Yellow - My illegitimate child in Ghana
Orange - My Blink 182 cd
Pink – Your ‘My Little Pony’ collection
Other --The elephant in the corner

6) What do you prefer to watch on TV?
One Tree Hill - Senile
Heroes- Frostbitten
Lost - High
Simpsons -Cowardly
The news - Scarred
American Idol - Masochistic
Family Guy - Open
Top Model - Middle-class
Annat -shamed

7) Your mood right now?
Happy - How awful you are
Sad - How boring you are
Bored - That I get turned on only by garbage men
Angry - That your smell makes me vomit
Depressed – That we’re related
Excited - That I may pee my pants
Nervous - The middle-east is planning their revenge on you
Worried - That your Ford sucks
Apathetic - That you need a sex-change
Silly - That I'm allergic to your earlobes
Cuddly - That Santa doesn't exist
Ashamed - That there is no solution to you being a dumb kid
Other - That your driving sucks

8) What's the color of your walls in your bedroom?
White - Your toe ring
Yellow - Your love letters to me
Red - The pictures from Vegas
Black - Your pet rock
Blue - The couch cushions
Green - Your car
Orange - Your false teeth
Brown - Your nose hair clippers
Grey - Our matching snoopy underwear
Purple - Your old New Kids on the Block blanket
Pink - The cut toenails
Other - Your Hannah Montana underwear

9) The first letter of your first name?
A/B - My virginity
C/D - Your photo with the moustache drawn on it
E/F - Your neighbors dog
G/H - The oil tank from your car
I/J - Your left ear
K/L - The results of that blood-sample
M/N - Your glass eye
O/P - My common sense
Q/R - Your mom
S/T - Your collection of butterflies
U/V - Your criminal record
W/X – Your sucide note
Y/Z - Your credit cards

10) The last letter in your last name?
A/B - Love your sweet, sweet ass
C/D - Always will remember the pep talks
E/F -Never will forget that night
G/H – Will not tell the authorites that you stole the whale from the backyard.
I/J – Mocked you behind your back constantly
K/L - Hate your cooking
M/N - Told in my confession today about the moose poaching
O/P - Told my psychiatrist about the bruises
Q/R - Always wanted to break your legs
S/T - Get sick when I think of your feet
U/V - Will try to forget that you broke my heart
W/X - Haven’t showered in a monthY/Z – am better off without you

11) What do you prefer to drink?
Wine- Our friendship is ruined
Soft drink – I’m off to lead a new life as a lemon
Soda – I will haunt you when I’m reincarnated as an Eskimo
Milk - The apartment building is on fire
Water – I'm scratching my butt as you read this
Cider– I have a passionate interest for mice
Juice – You ruined my attempts at another world war
Mineral/Vitamin water – You should get that embarrassing rash checked
Hot chocolate – Your Cucumber-fetishism is weird
Whiskey - I love Oprah Winfrey
Beer – Thanks for the Cocaine
Other – you should stop picking your nose

12) To which country would you prefer to go on a vacation?
Thailand – Warm tingly sensations
Australia - Best of luck on the sex change
France - Love always
Spain - With tears of sadness
China – You make me sick
Germany – Please don’t hurt me
Japan - Go milk a cow
Greece - Your everlasting enemy
USA - Greetings to your frog Leonard
Egypt – Kiss my butt
England - Go drown yourself