looks like retail therapy didnt help either. ):

despite everything that i am or i try to be, there are just too many things that i am not. and too much grief that i never got to deal with.

would you still want to turn back time?
knowing that not only the bad memories will be erased, but the good ones as well.

good times never last, and good people dont either.

call it a verbal constipation, pre-hiatus symptom, laziness, or whatever you please.

it seems like i havent been updating much since the start of this year. in fact, i didnt even get a new journal for this year, and i havent had any strong urge to scribble down my thoughts either. to sum up the first quarter of 2007, i think age has apparently taken its toll on me and reduced me to a state of passivity where i just want to be oblivious and careless.

you know, ive always hated to be on a bus load of noisy school children squabbling away or bitching loudly about their friends and teachers. but today, i looked at these kids, and wished i could be like one of them again.

im never going to be good enough for myself. ):

when i woke up,
i realised that it was just a dream.



if youre disappointed, then ill say that the disappointment is mutual.

the rate this blog is progressing, is inversely proportionate to the rate my world is moving.

i have 4 presentations, 3 projects, 2 tests, and 1 essay to go.
and after that i can start counting down to exams! (:

if she cant succeed in life,
allow her to at least, succeed in death.

in my own mind, ive died too many times.

like all addicts, i relapse occasionally too.

im high up in the clouds!

until i start falling down from the sky as rain.

and so i succumbed to my own anger. :/

ive become too critical of everyone but myself.