Chuck it away!

I hate it when I gained this inspiration for a blog post in the day.

Only to forget about its contents at night.

When I actually gain access to my blog.

Grrr.

I don’t want to grow fat.

And so I’m kind of dumb.

And so I’ve lost my focus and probably lost myself.

It’s not going to work this way.

And so I’m going to stop. Check out myself in the mirror.

And move on.

“So take a look at me now.

So take a look at me now.”

If it makes you less sad, I will die by your hands

Sometimes, it’s just sad to see that, unwittingly, you have done something which somebody before you have already done so (and probably better too)

Don’t even know why I let these small little matters affect me. tch.

I Feel Like It.

I picked up this habit of starting each blog entry browsing through this folder called “post pictures” on my desktop.

It contains tonnes (or at least I like to think so) of pictures/ photos I’ve kop-ed from different places/ websites.

They are mostly emo. Some are cute. Some are just plainly colourful. The rest are just random.

I like to think I’m looking for one to speak of my emotions accurately or to illustrate my thoughts.

Halfway through looking at these pictures, I realize I’m torn. ALWAYS.

It always boils down to A) a random picture which is totally irrelevant; B) a relevant picture or C) who gives a fuck. I will just post as many pictures as I want.

So today, it shall be A. Coz

I FEEL LIKE IT.



Im not sure how it ends up like this.

But it’s just the feeling of being insufficient, the feeling of trying as hard as I can.

And still failing the standards.

The feeling of living in a shadow.

Oops. Did I say it was A?

Guess i changed my mind.

You don’t hear me anymore. Chapter II

This post is.

Blank. Coz.

I don’t know what to write. But. I’ve the urge to do so.

遗失的美好

朋友，Where are you?

I’m sorry. Please come back to me. I won’t lose you again =( =(

Hugs. Are Magical.

I need a hug.

Well, I suppose everyone kind of does.

You will get yours soon. So don’t be grumpy.

Do I even have what it takes/

Now. Let’s see. These can probably describe what I’ve been feeling past few days.

I have stopped complaining about exams. But seriously. SERIOUSLY.

It screams, claws, shoves, scratches and jabs whole day long. Just to get out from wihin my chest. But I have no damn clue what it wants.

Wait. It’s like going crazy but no, my head feels fine. And. My brain is there. I think.  Or not really actually.

Now. What the fuck have I been talking about.

Ouch shit. Dammit.

Wah lao. It’s just some clicking. Very difficult meh.

I’m really a damn terrible son.

Robot Fight

I’m really an ass.

And asses, as with donkeys (which are totally irrelevant to what I’m trying to say), really need to learn to be more patient.

Just 703326 tonnes of this “patience” thingy should do the trick.