Isolate

lost?

Sat, 01 Nov 2008 12:57:37 GMT

i'm not lost, just undiscovered.

mornings eleven

Tue, 28 Oct 2008 09:32:02 GMT

just a random thought:

People who whine and complain about things they voluntarily sign up for, are classified under 'annoying people'.

You sign up for it, no one put you at gunpoint and force you into it. So it's either you shut up, do want you need to do or simply don't sign up for it.

cause really, i dont see a point when you complain.

time to let it go

Thu, 16 Oct 2008 02:24:52 GMT

This boy wants to play
There's no time left today
It's a shame coz he has to go home
This boy's got to work, got to sweat
Just to pay what he gets to get left all alone

Let's step outside
Let's go for a ride just for a while
No we won't get caught
Well that's what I thought until we cried

I'm still here
But it hasn't been easy
I'm sure
That you had your reasons
I'm scared
Of all this emotion
For years I've been holding it down

This girl tries her best every day
But it's all gone to waste
Cause there's no one around
This girl she can draw she can paint
Likes to dance she can skate
Now she don't make a sound

We'll play in the park till it's too dark for us to see
Well we'll make our way home
With mud on our clothes
She won't be pleased

I'm still here
But it hasn't been easy
I'm sure
That you had your reasons
I'm scared
Of all this emotion
For years I've been holding it down

And I'd love to forgive and forget
So I'll try to put all this behind us
Just know that my arms are wide open
The older I get the more than I know
Well it's time to let this go

I got to let it go.

i heard you looking. not.

Sun, 12 Oct 2008 13:02:40 GMT

i was looking through past photos and i realised so much have changed. And it's only been a year. Imagine 10 years.

I kinda miss the past. The people then. Funny how things change with the snap of the finger. Everyone seems to be busy now. There's always something else, somebody else. It doesn't feel right.

But who cares right? like i've said previously, nothing matters. i, don't matter.

.

out of place

Sun, 21 Sep 2008 15:53:01 GMT

Maybe i'm just someone very forgettable. i'm not going to bother, cause it doesn’t matter. Corrections. I, don’t matter.

i got so tired. i'm giving up.

Life as it is.

Sun, 21 Sep 2008 04:29:46 GMT

Monday - Gossip Girl Season 2
Tuesday - House MD Season 5, 90210, Private Practice Season 2
Wednesday - America's next top model Cycle 11
Thursday - Grey's Anatomy Season 5
Friday - Ghost Whisperer Season 4

With so many shows to watch, i doubt i'm gonna step out of the house anytime soon.

Thank god for TV:)

now what?

Mon, 01 Sep 2008 14:46:06 GMT

So after the previous post, the one where i complained about my grandma waking me up for her lost dentures, things got pretty out of hand.

It felt like some channel 55 drama.

2 days after the i-lost-my-dentures-and-i-blame-my-grandchild-for-taking-it-incident, she woke the whole family up at 530am in the morning.Claiming that she lost her wallet. I slept at 2am so i didnt get much sleep since she was making so much noise from 3am.

At 530am, it was IT. She banged on my mum's door so hard till one of the magnets dropped and broke. So loud, i had to get out of bed. She went on about the usual stuff like how her wallet and dentures can 'disappear' just like that and something about a hantu in her room. She screamed, shout, cried and all.

Mum told me to pack my bag and go to my aunt's house to stay. Cause grandma's crazy and she might target me after mum leaves for work. So i left home at 540am for my aunt's house. Thank god my aunt wakes up early to go to the market.

Later that day, she went downstairs and cried to others about how we tortured her and all so the aunts sent her to the hospital to see the doctor about her mental problem. Ended up paying to see the doctor who gave her no meds.

Worst, when she reached home, my aunt found a knife near her bed. Grandma claim that she's gonna kill my mum if my mum scolds her again. CRAZY OLD WOMAN. Thank god my aunt found it.

She should be sent to the mental hospital. But we are moving anyways. And probably gonna send her to some care center which specialise in taking care of mental patients.

she still made noise about losing her wallet (again) this morning. Nobody really bothers about that.

BLAME ME. I TOOK EVERYTHING.

Thu, 28 Aug 2008 00:49:33 GMT

MY GRANDMA LOST HER DENTURES. AND SHE SAID I TOOK IT CAUSE I DONT LIKE HER.

MAY I KNOW WHAT NONSENSE IS THAT? WHY WOULD I WANT TO TAKE HER DENTURES????

LIKE I COULD USE THEM?!?!?!?

AND YES, THIS POST IS IN CAPS. BECAUSE I'M ANGRY. IT'S FREAKING 8.45AM. AND IT'S RAINING!!!!!!!! SHE TOTALLY RUIN MY VERY VERY VERY GOOD SLEEP.

there's a limit to everything

Sat, 16 Aug 2008 06:32:05 GMT

So we are gonna move out in another 4-6 months in suppose. To the tampines house. Selling the house here and buy/rent a smaller house for grams to live by herself.

Funny how much things can change over 3 days.

Am talking to alex over msn now. It's like friday over in the US. She's living the american dream. With e-entertainment right at her doorstep. Plus she's gonna move in to her house next week. How cool is that? Living with others from her uni.

By the time she comes back for christmas, she can come my new house to visit me. the new place is closer to her's now.

Penny pride. I miss floats.

What else can i say?

Mon, 11 Aug 2008 15:50:34 GMT

i love jason mraz!!!

his new album is speechlessly goood!

there are others, ask me if you want the whole album,

everything's gonna get better

Fri, 18 Jul 2008 07:29:29 GMT

MFG is such a bore. BUT, for my grades i will TRY to concentrate as much as i can. though i'm not doing that now.

Throughout the week, it's has always been home, school, driving, grace and a little fyp. It's pretty cool like that. No meetings to rush to, no staying back late in school. I like it.

it's gonna get better. trust me

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If only

Tue, 01 Jul 2008 15:07:23 GMT

i have eyes to see,
ears to hear,
feelings to feel,
and emotions to express.

If only i could speak my mind freely without hurting anyone
If only i ain't that sensitive
If only i could ignore and pretend everything's fine
Fact is, i cant.

Right now, i very much want to
be blind,
be deaf,
be emotions-less
so i wouldn't feel anything

No doubt, i came out with "talk is free". But now i begin to wonder. It isn't really that free. It comes with a price.

Words can build or break someone.
I think it's breaking.

better luck next time

Thu, 26 Jun 2008 15:40:47 GMT

Mum went to A&E today with complains of abdominal pain. She got a 2 day MC and the doctor gave her a referral letter to KK if she encounters anymore pain.

I dont know. There's alot of thoughts running through my head. I think i'm being oversensitive. Or maybe there's really something going on. I dont know.

Would you like to tell me why?

That familiar feeling's coming back.
Please dont.

Cold as you

Mon, 23 Jun 2008 07:47:20 GMT

I want to complain about how much class sucked today. But decided against it. It'll probably make the entry soooo bloody boring.

i'm just feeling very bored because class ended at 2.45pm and i have to wait till 4.15pm for UT.

Cold as you is on repeat. Nice song eh?

`oh wad a shame wad a raining evening given to a perfect day.`

i have alot of thoughts. But i cant seem to put them down to words. Funny thing how much this little mind of mine can contain.

I think i'm becoming smarter. Or maybe not. Just that everyone's IQ dropped tremendously in a day.

I shall not go on. Everything's is so out of place and i dont have an idea of what i'm typing.

Brain like a parking lot

Tue, 13 May 2008 15:36:30 GMT

Traffic - Marie Digby

This is the third time this week
That I find myself wandering down your street - and I can't seem to give it up.
I've even stopped making these excuses for why you're stuck here in my thoughts when it's been long enough.
I try to keep myself moving, but I'm not going anywhere..

I wait in the same spot
Brain like a parking lot
You're the traffic in my head
You're the reason why i'm wrecked
I pray for it to stop
Like rain on the sidewalk
Traffic in my head
You're the traffic in my head
There's just too much to forget

Guess I should be happy now
Everything is back to how it was
Before you came around
I'm already changing
I've even tried to find a new distraction
But still you surround
As if it's not hard enough

And I try to keep myself moving but i'm not going anywhere

I wait in the same spot
Brain like a parking lot
You're the traffic in my head
You're the reason why i'm wrecked
I pray for it to stop
Like rain on the sidewalk
Traffic in my head
You're the traffic in my head
There's just too much to forget

A part of me thinks that i'm going crazy
The world's spinning
My vision is hazy
And none of this makes any sense
I never meant for this to end
I can do what I have to do..
If I could only get around you

Super nice song
watch and listen here

Worth it?

Thu, 01 May 2008 03:29:29 GMT

Yesterday morning, was the 1st time i saw my mother cry. Mother has NEVER cried in front of me or probably anyone i've known. She said you only cry when someone dies.

But she cried. I teared, because i saw how hurt she was.

Grandma created a huge hooha in the wee hours of the morning. Causing all of us to wake up. She started slamming her door at aroundd 3am. We only decided to get up at 4 to check things out.

Mother confronted her and asked whats her problem. She started shouting at my mom and accused us of stealing her money and a whole lot of other things. Mother told her, that she doesn't remember that she is her daughter and that she is worst off than a maid. In the fit of anger, grandma said "you are no daughter of mine!!". I guess that really really hurt my mom. A lot.

After all those things that my mum has done for her, things she has sacrifice without complaining, she said it. That my mom is no daughter of her. That is really unfair.

So i called my uncle to come down to settle her. And we decided to leave her alone. Time after time we worry that she might not be able to take care of herself, but now, she really pushed us to the limit. And we will leave her alone. For good. If she wants to die, faint, wadever. Nobody is gonna bother about her. She asked for it, she deserves it.

One day, we will move out. And never turn back

i'm STILL trying to keep my cool.

Fri, 25 Apr 2008 01:00:14 GMT

FUCK YOU BASTARD!

SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH UP!! SERIOUSLY. YOU ARE GETTING ON MY NERVES.

DO PDT YOURSELF ALREADY THEN ASK US FOR INPUT FOR WHAT.

THEN YOU MIGHT AS WELL DO THE WHOLE PPT BY YOURSELF.

ASSHOLE. I'M SICK OF YOUR FACE. FUCKING CHEENA.

I FEEL LIKE SHOVING A SHOE UP YOUR ASS.

is everyone from china?

Tue, 22 Apr 2008 09:11:07 GMT

WHY IS EVERYONE SO CHEENAFIED???????

Oh, It would be nice not hearing your voice for awhile. So shut up.

Like seriously

Fri, 18 Apr 2008 01:02:18 GMT

i dont like my marketing class. Not a single bit.

I have a thinker, a non-thinker, act thinker and a retard who cannot shut his mouth all in my team.

It's only the second week and i'm getting irritated and pissed off.

IT'S JUST ANOTHER 14 WEEKS JASLIN. 14 WEEKS. KEEP YOUR COOL. YOU'll BE FINE.

Reality.

Wed, 02 Apr 2008 02:53:41 GMT

Lets just face it.

Things change, people change. And most of them cant be changed back.

We mix with different people, we get influenced by our surroundings. And we cant do anything about it. Not like we can make a time machine and change everything back. We can only reminisce and be grateful that it all happened.

But sometimes, it's kind of a pity isnt it?

Sunday's best

Sun, 23 Mar 2008 06:02:47 GMT

Sundays have always been the best day of the week. I can just sit in my room all day and just do nothing. With some of my favorite music playing on the stereo. It's loud, but not blasting. For once, i dont have to listen to music playing from my laptop.

Occasionally picking up the guitar and strumming familiar tunes. Or picking up a book which have been left on the shelf for some time to read.

I like sundays.

Sunday Morning - Maroon 5

Sunday morning, rain is falling 
Steal some covers, share some skin 
Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable 
You twist to fit the mold that I am in 
But things just get so crazy
Living life gets hard to do 
And I would gladly hit the road, get up and go if I knew 
That someday it would lead me back to you 
That someday it would lead me back to you 

That may be all I need 
In darkness, she is all I see 
Come and rest your bones with me 
Driving slow on Sunday morning 
And I never want to leave 

Fingers trace your every outline 
Paint a picture with my hands 
Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm 
Change the weather still together when it ends 

That may be all I need 
In darkness she is all I see 
Come and rest your bones with me 
Driving slow on Sunday morning 
And I never want to leave 

But things just get so crazy, living life gets hard to do
Sunday morning, rain is falling and I'm calling out to you
Singing someday it'll bring me back to you
Find a way to bring myself back home to you

And you may not know
That may be all I need 
In darkness she is all I see 
Oh, come and rest your bones with me 
Driving slow, driving slow (all I need, all I see)
oh yeah yeah oh yeah yeah oh yeah yeah (bones with me)
I'm a flower in your hair
yeah yeah, yeah yeah

Nostalgic

Tue, 18 Mar 2008 04:37:41 GMT

I dont miss school, but i miss my class.

I saw someone reading mypaper on the train while i was on my way to meet nic and dora. Then it dawn onto me that i really really miss W66R.

Every morning without fail, i would have mypaper to read thanks to kelly. And then i would attempt to read the chinese side, making a fool out of myself.

The paper would then be passed around the class, automatically going back to kelly at the end of the day.

I missed the mass ordering of western food. Because we dont wanna get ourselves smelly or we have too much work to do.

I missed the times we viwawa-ed in class. Opening a table and putting the password as our favorite, a.

I miss SAD lessons because we are always arguing with the faci to get lesser work. And the pizzas and viwawa sessions with the faci.

I miss web multi lesson because we are always bullying the faci, imitating the way he talks.

I miss PHP lesson, because frankie is such an ass to give us ONE rocher instead of a pizza treat. But he was okay during the lessons.

I miss OS lessons. Not because of the Dragon chan. But my lauangyee team.

I miss the times where we could just walk in and out of each other's (Dinie's) class like nobody's business.

I miss the pantry breakfast times.

Because all this will never happen again. We'll not be in the same class, we will not have the same faci, we'll might not get to be in the same level.

I dont miss school, but miss my class.

//edittt

<3 W66R

someone to save you

Mon, 25 Feb 2008 04:23:03 GMT

You manipulate people like they are a piece in a chess game.
Tells me a lot about yourself.
Shows how blind i was in the past.

So go on, live your screwed up life the way you're living it.
You deserve it.

Someone to save you - OneRepublic

Patience
Took you for everything
Looked like a diamond ring
You are so much longer
That made sense
Apathy in disguise
Crept on you like a spy
Hurt you in ways
You can't describe

Back to the start now
I wont let you go this way now

Honesty
Is what you need
It sets you free
Like someone to save you
Let it go
But hurry now
Theres undertow
And I don't want to lose you now

All right
Sit down and spill your heart
Lets start from the very start
Cause i can see by your eyes
You're wasted
Your energy comes and goes
You taking your time, you know
Nothing can change what happened, you know

Now
Now
Oh my
Look at your bright stars fade so
How much can you take?

I said to save you
Save you
Save you
Someone to save you
What you need is
Someone to save you

Unproductive

Fri, 15 Feb 2008 04:26:00 GMT

I think it's pretty cool to stay at home and do nothing productive. Watch tv series all day long. Until you lose your sense of time.

In short, eat, shit, watch and sleep. And it goes in cycles.

i need to cut my hair. And i feel like going sentosa.

i dont know why

Mon, 04 Feb 2008 07:21:49 GMT

i dont know why but i love this picture.

So d'loefa-ish. So pitsy. So us.