I cant recognize he who is in the mirror.
I walked around my room
Not thinking
Just sinking in this box
I blame myself for being too much
Like somebody else
I never thought I would just
Bend this way
But a phone call made me realize
I’m wrong
part of a song called 4AM. really a work of musicianship.
its almost as if the song was made for m yesterday nite,
cept, it wasnt really 4Am, it was more of midnight,
n it wasnt really a phone call. more of, a, erm, sms. =/.
Thanks sis pat.
it made my day alright. (it was 'morning' after all.)
kinda makes me wonder how the least expected people can do the simplest thing and yet, cause me to not shun it aside as some sactimonious guise of concern.
sigh.
you too yongming. never really called u by name before. is y0ngz more comfortable? as tagged, your testimony's really been a form of light in times of darkness ie prelims/Os. C=. and the song on your blog as well. C=.
feeling a bit lost. not sure how to feel after you've realized that you've just messed up your prelims L1. guess it really reminded me of y0ngz and last night. and yes, robin too and therefore lucas.
thanks again.
realized i've been closing up recently. nobody understood the past few entries. after studying cell history, my greatest fear is ending up like the legendary michelle ng. some know who. some dont.
what's become of me? well. quan han would know.( thanks man. i needed that.)
guess i've had many friends around to help me when i've been down. even those that i'm not close to have left msgs of encouragment. (thanks too. i wouldnt have survived without the sincerity of those msgs.) though there's been friends around, i know i've not been a friend to many. or should i even say any? and they feel it too. or should i say, you know it too. i'm sorry.
given myself the excuse too many times that friendship doesnt need mantainance. well. i still hope its true, but maybe that should never have been a question, cuz it wld never be a concern if both parties contributed to the relationship. lamentably, i fell out. sorry guys. i cant even recognize myself sometimes.
technical
technical
technical.
i'll try to improve on being a better friend.
mug
mug
mug.
havent genuinely started. cant remember actually sitting down to do work for an hour straight. except maybe the days we did at kap.
stressed. sparodically.
and when i do, i cant study.
when i'm not, i dont bother.
why? beats me.
gotta learn from sis pat n meiqi. they have it. innate ability is incalcated into her being. na. that was facetious.
had a dream of a dream of angels. think it was de ja vu instead. gut instinct working before the actions occured.
been dreaming of lots of stuff. both literally and figuratively. success in the different facets of life. its a childhood habit.
btw. if you wonder why blogs can be so pessimistic, its really because blogging is a catharsis and avenue for diluted implosion.
dream
dream
dream.
quixotic dreaming.
i just want to pinch myself to no avail.
Not thinking
Just sinking in this box
I blame myself for being too much
Like somebody else
I never thought I would just
Bend this way
But a phone call made me realize
I’m wrong
part of a song called 4AM. really a work of musicianship.
its almost as if the song was made for m yesterday nite,
cept, it wasnt really 4Am, it was more of midnight,
n it wasnt really a phone call. more of, a, erm, sms. =/.
Thanks sis pat.
it made my day alright. (it was 'morning' after all.)
kinda makes me wonder how the least expected people can do the simplest thing and yet, cause me to not shun it aside as some sactimonious guise of concern.
sigh.
you too yongming. never really called u by name before. is y0ngz more comfortable? as tagged, your testimony's really been a form of light in times of darkness ie prelims/Os. C=. and the song on your blog as well. C=.
feeling a bit lost. not sure how to feel after you've realized that you've just messed up your prelims L1. guess it really reminded me of y0ngz and last night. and yes, robin too and therefore lucas.
thanks again.
realized i've been closing up recently. nobody understood the past few entries. after studying cell history, my greatest fear is ending up like the legendary michelle ng. some know who. some dont.
what's become of me? well. quan han would know.( thanks man. i needed that.)
guess i've had many friends around to help me when i've been down. even those that i'm not close to have left msgs of encouragment. (thanks too. i wouldnt have survived without the sincerity of those msgs.) though there's been friends around, i know i've not been a friend to many. or should i even say any? and they feel it too. or should i say, you know it too. i'm sorry.
given myself the excuse too many times that friendship doesnt need mantainance. well. i still hope its true, but maybe that should never have been a question, cuz it wld never be a concern if both parties contributed to the relationship. lamentably, i fell out. sorry guys. i cant even recognize myself sometimes.
technical
technical
technical.
i'll try to improve on being a better friend.
mug
mug
mug.
havent genuinely started. cant remember actually sitting down to do work for an hour straight. except maybe the days we did at kap.
stressed. sparodically.
and when i do, i cant study.
when i'm not, i dont bother.
why? beats me.
gotta learn from sis pat n meiqi. they have it. innate ability is incalcated into her being. na. that was facetious.
had a dream of a dream of angels. think it was de ja vu instead. gut instinct working before the actions occured.
been dreaming of lots of stuff. both literally and figuratively. success in the different facets of life. its a childhood habit.
btw. if you wonder why blogs can be so pessimistic, its really because blogging is a catharsis and avenue for diluted implosion.
dream
dream
dream.
quixotic dreaming.
i just want to pinch myself to no avail.