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mixture of stuff...

First things first...Happy Birthday to my sis, Jason and Pei yan. May all of your wishes come true. Kick ass man!! Show the world what you've got.

Since primary school years, it's always a mere coincidence that I would have partners that are female and big size. I think it's kinda scary because they can like body slam me anytime...I'm that vulnerable..hahaz..juz kidding..anyway..it's true..a phenomenon that i would never understand...relative to their physical size, I should say that their hearts are as big...very kind and helpful people..and that's a compliment..so thanks to these people namely, Chu Peng, Diyana and Pei Yan. They've made my life in class less stressful. Wonderful people...

Just wanna sit and stare at you

Had a walk down memory lane today. You might think it is some kind of nature walk or something tranquil but hell it's far from that..but it's the meaningful place to me as of now..and that place would be the bustling Citylink. Each time I step out from City Hall MRT Station, wonderful images never cease to greet me and accompany as far as it could go. From the illegal plus dangerous stuff to a sweet walk to Suntec City. In times of the future I might just want to come back there..just to relive the moments..I'll guess that my attire would be the green camo. No. 4 uniform..with the rank on my shoulders...

Cinta Tragika

I guess I have relinquished in enlightening him..he still doesn't get it, does he? Looks like your efforts in puting things nicely for him had so called backfired. Not that the backfire is very bad but the worse part is..he still doesn't get it..just don't make my negative images come to reality...the pain from habouring those bloody images are painful enough...not that the images are produced by you..it's from me myself.

Lately, there is this series of movies that keeps playing in my mind. It's saturating my mind and it is baseless. It just pops up and I very well hate it. Some unleashed malice is also running around inside me. I hope I will have the jurisdiction over these stuff always...it seems that the matter is getting out of hand..but I know the only person who can eradicate these negative thoughts is me myself. Nevertheless, I need a team to support me behind. Well, I don't think I'll get it. I just have to do this alone I guess. Playing these negative movies inside my head is making me going bonkers and partaking in it is very unhealthy. Not very good at all...

All I hope for now is that what I think of or rather these images...I guess what I'm trying to say is that I hope these bad images won't turn into reality because if they do...it means dicing with something not very nice...if it happens to be real..I will perhaps use all capacities of power to make sure that the guilt congeals in whosoever is involved. And I definitely don't want to do that...it's not going to be a very nice experience..I hate things going on reagrding me behind my back. Especially if they are rancid.

Tell yourself it won't happen. It won't. Too absurd. Too freakish. Out of the question. Look at the good side. Look and lock your eyes to that. Take a peep once in a while just to be on the safe side. But don't contemplate. You have the propensity of not being able to negate all possibilities..it's ok..it's ok...

My mission now is to get myself out of this grip. Only I can do it.

::: Pang of Desire :::

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