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holy fuck cow. READ THE FUCKING TITLE. WHERE HAVE I BEEN. Man, haven't updated this stagnant pool of fuck for ages. I am pretty bored now that's why I am doing this. Her phone's off and I am itching for her voice in my head. Terrible feeling.
The Previous post i updated when during my semester vacation and now, it is yet again the semester vacation. Results are coming out a little more than a weeks time and we all said we gave our best. Well, I reckon I probably wouldn't do too well, but I've got this feeling that for once, I'll be satisfied. Got myself a job at PS cafe(Project Shop Cafe) as a part-timer. I am in desperate need of cash. Not THAT desperately but yeah, it's along the flow.
Many a times, after skipping much formalities, people tend to let go of what they used to held on to the tightest. And many a times they often regret their decision. Why is the human soul such a frickle device. It's like how we hate our parents for restricting us so much but when we don't get to see them for a period of time, we miss them. Speaking for the majority, I too sometimes feel this way.
Many do suppose that freedom granted by parents is a necessity. But no. It is a luxury. Barriers are constructed to prevent the downfall of the little ones. The barrier that seem so ugly, is actually crafted out of love. Who are the ones you can turn to in times of trouble? Who will actually give up everything for our survival?
Our soul mate, for what we all perceive and recreate, my life.. I love you.
If I could only stop the car, and hold on to you.
yes i do. badly. need a job. there are so many things i wanna do but am financially constrained. i need to buy a new bag for school since its reopening rather soon. sooner than i want it to be. i needa start on what i have left off. alone and cold. i have to find myself back. where can i be possibly hiding in the urban fuck.
this could be my chance to break out.
I have come to learn that money isn't everything in life. There is more to life than just the materialistic complexity of modern world. I used to love money alot. Coming from an average family, I was given pocket money that would help me survive in school. I had something for brands. I had this liking for branded goods, especially when clothing is concern. I longed to be rich. To have the power to buy anything I want. And to buy happiness. I loved money.
Till you left me.
what would you say if i asked you not to go
to forget everyone forget every thing and start over with me
would you take my hand, and never let me go
promise me you'll never let me go;
it's been a long time since the last update. hope everything is fine for everyone. school's fine. life's not so nice to me. nothing much to do at home on a lonely saturday afternoon huh. one week ago was like my last happy moment and i didn't see that coming.
It's okay to be angry and never let go
It only gets harder the more that you know
When you get lonely if no one's around
You know that I'll catch you when you're falling down
We came together but you left alone
And I know how it feels to walk out on your own
Maybe someday I will see you again
And you'll look me in my eyes and call me your friend
