fuck.

for the lack of a better word.



i've become that damaged person.
i'm behaving badly because we damaged me.

the day i die, mark zuckerberg better not die.

RIP

Another day has gone
I'm still all alone
How could this be
You're not here with me
You never said goodbye
Someone tell me why
Did you have to go
And leave my world so cold

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you're far away
I am here to stay

But you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart
But you are not alone

'Lone, 'lone
Why, 'lone

Just the other night
I thought I heard you cry
Asking me to come
And hold you in my arms
I can hear your prayers
Your burdens I will bear
But first I need your hand
Then forever can begin

Everyday I sit and ask myself
How did love slip away
Something whispers in my ear and says
That you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though you're far away
I am here to stay

For you are not alone
For I am here with you
Though we're far apart
You're always in my heart
For you are not alone

Whisper three words and I'll come runnin'
And girl you know that I'll be there
I'll be there

naivete

humans are such. they make themselves the focal point of the worlds existence.


yes you think im not talking to you.
but u're just one of the 6 or 7 people. take a queue number and quit whining.




you're the best.
you actually had something nice to reply to my "yeah, whatever"
best.

welcome to singapore. can you take the heat?

lately, i've been too busy and occupied with myself to have time for anyone else.



updates which are not really to update you. but more just pertinent outstanding issues with me. which is why you come here to read about anyway.

well firstly, playing bucket loads when im not working. shoulder and elbow has finally succumbed to old age. playing great as usual. but trying to play less. soccer also. played 4 hours within the last 24. really need someone to ask me to slow down. i'll ask weiguo later.

meeting gerrie was really succint and nice. thing about letting someone in on all the shit, is that i can really be myself after that. she knows what kinda person i am. all i have to do is live up to the lofty standards of being myself. how wonderful is that, i cant be worse than i am by being who i am.

anyway, my aching joints need a nap, my weary brain and eyes need rest. and my soul needs gentle soothing. im going to claim it now, amidst deep breaths.

love ya'll.

You and Me

You're too ugly and void of character to be my friend.
go on your way, shoo. and be gone. dont bore me with your nice words and clean dressing. You annoy me with your total lack of panache, and only a lesser human being would be your friend. Ugly is you.


I've got my nose stuck so high I cant see whats going on. I'm conceited and inconsiderate. Hurtful and short tempered. Hard to please and impossible to persuade. God only knows why I'm so full of myself.



In the end we find a mutual agreement.
that our paths may never cross again.

pssst

gossip gossip
what secrets are you hiding

not again........

how do i reconcile the fact that.


by doing all the right things, i ensure myself knowing it was wrong along.