Wednesday, April 26, 2006 @4/26/2006 01:48:00 PM
It really has been a long time. Ok I have no idea how long, but I just cannot be bothered to blog. The enthusiasm I have for blogging have long been be gone. Gone are the days where I put happy pictures of myself enjoying life, gone are the days that I put my thoughts and feelings into this blog. Why I wonder? I have no idea myself. Not that I'm not living a colourful life. I am. Too colourfull a life I feel. Too many problems. Somehow, its like my new room and I clash. Like it jinxes me. Or is it just my bad year once again? Every year, I say the same thing. Its never a good year for me.
But out of all these, I have learnt. Letting go is the hardest thing to do. But if letting go makes my life easier and gets me outta this rut, maybe, then maybe I'll stop having such a shitty life. I wonder, I am supposedly having such a wonderful life. But yet I complain so much. I really need to stop and smell the roses.
Stop and smell the roses.
Easier said than done. Especially if you find out that you're going to be taken for a ride. Payback time and all those crap. Playing with feelings. I once said that I became a softie after something drastic happened. Last night, my heart hardened again. It'll make me become the girl before, the one who does not care about anyone else except people who matter to me. Its back to that girl behind that self-defensive line.
And God, please let me stay that way.
⥠every page of my imagination
Tuesday, April 11, 2006 @4/11/2006 04:49:00 PM
I already don't know what to write anymore. Some one I love wants me to fall. And so I'll.
⥠every page of my imagination
Monday, April 10, 2006 @4/10/2006 10:19:00 AM
This time, I'm really alone. No one understands. Or rather no one takes it seriously. Everyone takes it lightly by saying AGAIN? So when is it going to end? They don't listen to what I say and just think that you know what, its just normal. When this ends, just let us know. Everyone. Even the ones closest to me.
Do you'll think I like this feeling? That I thoroughly enjoy it? That I like this feeling of 'normality'?
Don't they understand the finality of it. The pain of it.
Actually, they don't. They never will. Because they think I'm just going on about it again. Move on. Grow up. I'm not allowed to even wallow in self-pity. I'm just expected to pick myself up and move on. Like come on, it has happened so many times, surely you're numb to it by now?
Why don't people understand that it hurts still. Maybe like a certain someone said, I'm a FB who does not deserve any friendship at all.
No love. No care. Nothing.
Just me.
⥠every page of my imagination
Sunday, April 09, 2006 @4/09/2006 01:38:00 AM
1. Men are like . .Laxatives ...They irritate the crap out of you.
2. Men are like Bananas ...The older they get, the less firm they are.
3. Men are like . Weather... Nothing can be done to change them.
4. Men are like . Blenders ... You need one, but you're not quite sure why.
5. Men are like . Chocolate Bars .. Sweet, smooth, & they usually head right for your hips.
6. Men are like Commercials... You can't believe all they say.
7. Men are like .. Department Stores ... Their clothes are always 1/2 off.
8. Men are like . Government Bonds .. They take soooooooo long to mature.
9. Men are like . Mascara ... They usually run at the first sign of emotion.
10. Men are like Popcorn ... They satisfy you, but only for a little while.
11. Men are like . Snowstorms ... You never know when they're coming, how many inches you'll get or how long it will last.
12. Men are like Lava Lamps... Fun to look at, but not very bright.
13. Men are like . Parking Spots ... All the good ones are taken, the rest are handicapped.
Men are like that. But women still love them. Unfortunately mine doesnt.
⥠every page of my imagination
Saturday, April 08, 2006 @4/08/2006 10:41:00 PM
其实自己一个更开心只等你讲
其实大家早已嫌大家却扮忙
恨有多一点碰撞仍然无聊事干不敢打搅对方
要是你愿意诚实讲一趟
彼此都起码觉得释放
不要哭我也忍得了这些年来的委曲
没法真心爱下去只好真心真意的结束
别再做情人做只猫做只狗不做情人
做只宠物至少可爱迷人
和你不瞅不睬最终只会成为敌人
沦为旧朋友是否又称心
没有心只像闲人
若有空难道有空可接吻
注定似过路人陌生你怎么手震
这预告发自虔诚内心
长期被迫恋爱也真比失恋更惨
长期扮演若无其事般更困难
是我专登反应慢明明为时甚晚牌一早该要摊
再像我伴侣仍望多一眼一生都将会记得今晚
对不起自动分手错愕的你怕会伤感
盲目的我现在也可转台来贺你新生
别再做情人做只猫做只狗不做情人
做只宠物至少可爱迷人
和你相交不浅无谓明日会被你憎
沦为旧朋友是否又称心
没有心只像闲人
若有空难道有空可接吻
注定似过路人陌生你怎么手震
⥠every page of my imagination