Friday, January 30, 2009
Sunday, January 04, 2009

While I'm slowly dying.
Wednesday, December 17, 2008

I miss you lots. Every morning I wake up, I would look at my phone and wish you would sms me good morning. But as the day gets longer, it dawns on me that you are no longer around and that I would never get to hear you or see you again. I want to tell you everything that has been happening to me but you never seem to be around to listen. Remember the time we sat at Gombak on the rocks, eating ice-cream, you said you would listen forever. All I am asking now is not for you to listen to me, I am just asking for you to tell me the reason why you left. I can never seem to figure out why you left. Everytime I tell people about you, I would cry because I miss you lots and I regret not being there for you.
Im sorry buddy.
Saturday, December 13, 2008


Basic camp was a really difficult time for me. I never knew that I would actually experience so much pain during this camp. I never wanted to go for the camp. But I'm also very sorry to those people who are so disappointed with me. I'm really sorry. I thought I could be transformed during this camp. Guess it only happened for the first night. Because when I came back from malaysia everything sorta became what it was at first. I cannot seem to feel God around anymore. Anyway I dont think others need to know how much I hurt cause some people dont care.
Malaysia was just funny. I went go-karting and I crashed really badly. Hurt really bad too. Maybe I really dont have any driving sense. I suck at ping-pong too. Apparently my whole family can play ping-pong except me. Smart.
The following weeks are gonna be really long. I can sense that in the weeks to come, it aint gonna be great. But what can I do?
Sunday, November 30, 2008

Saw the sunrise at East Coast - reminds me of the time when him and I sat there and talked about the future. He wanted to become a taxi driver then. He said it was the most hardworking job on earth. It was the job that you would put your heart, soul and mind into. But now, he would never be able to become a taxi driver. When I saw the sunrise, I just missed him so badly. It was as if my heart broke into two. I guess I am still not able to accept the fact that he is no longer around for me to talk to, for me to go out with or for me to even tell him how great a friend he was. Its just so difficult. I thought I was getting to accept that fact. But after I saw the sunrise, it just opened all the fresh wounds and all the memories. I really regret, I really do.
Wednesday, November 26, 2008

That I wake up in the morning
And then get out of bed
There’s no point
If I’ve got nothing to do
It’s sad
It’s sad
That I’ve got a closet
Full of bones
I’ll never show
Sad I went through what I did
I don’t wish it on anyone
But it happens
It’s sad
It’s sad
That I"d hurt myself
I turn emotions
Into cuts and bruises
I make myself bleed
And I suppose
It’s sad
It’s sad
That I hate myself
I know it’s sad because I cry
And that’s a sure sign that
Things aren’t as they should be
I’m sad…that I’m fucking sad
It’s sad
Tuesday, November 25, 2008

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Everytime I shed a tear,
I know its filled with sadness and fear.
Everytime I feel so down,
I just sit on my bed and frown.
Waiting for the world to pass by,
And sadly ask me “why do you cry?”
I just stare at them with eyes open wide,
And try to tell them how I died.
But they just don’t understand.


