Exams are over. End of studying. Throwing away of old notes and lecture notes. Holidays now. Supp papers next. Haha... Happy holidays!
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I've always wondered which parent I'm more like. Am I more of my mother or father? My parents and grandparents have said that I don't act like any of my parents. I am a mixture of parents to some point but not entirely. Very little in fact. Who am I like? Truth be told, my mother's second brother who is also my favourite uncle. Yes, I'm more or less like him. My grandparents say that I'm like him when I was young. Messsy room, clothes all about but dresses up well when we leave home. My attitude was the same as well. He didn't fight with my grandparents as a teenager. He just accepted whatever scoldings and restrictions he got and silently went against them. Like Me! Silent rebellions against our parent's rulings. Maybe it's the fact that I'm so close with him that has caused me to act like him in a way. He did live in with me for countless years. He had suddenly quit University in Australia and came back here and slept in my room. My parents didn't like it but I loved it. It was fun having him around. He understands me. He left when I was in Secondary 2 as he finally got married and had his own house. He's really fun basically. Mel says that my uncle looks charming. I'm charming too. Right?
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A new layout. Nice? Hope you guys like it. Anyway, why did I change the layout? If you remember, my old skin had the name Scorpio on it. I have now officially dropped that name. I'm Scorpio nomore. That name was a referance to the past and I gotta look forward to the future instead of staying on the same spot. So here it is, the 3 names that have been chosen. I want you guys to vote for me. By the end of the week, the name with the highest number of votes will be chosen. 30% of the decision will be made by you while 70% will be made by me! Here's the 3 names. 1)Beyond 2) Mr Bigs 3) Chubby Or if you have your own name that you would like me to use, just tag me and I just might consider... So start thinking now!
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I'm tired of having being made the bad guy. I wished you would get the facts right from me first before you shoot me down harshly. But I'll accept it graciously everytime you do and try my best not to shoot back. Seriously, get the facts first. Now that you know that you made a mistake, you want me to help cover it up. Seriously, talk to me first before you start shooting. Stop making me look like the fucking bad guy here!
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 Rush Hour 3 is the shit! It's jokes are way better than Rush Hour 1 and 2! I laughed to tears while watching it just now. I won't divulge much about the show. You watch it than we discuss it. Anyway, it seemed that people were offended about my last post about 2-timing. If you're offended and you wanna complain about it, you can e-mail me at idontcare@idontgiveafuck.com. But to those that I know personally and are offended by this, I shall be gracious and give a public apology to all you. SO, to those I know who are offended, I'm sorry. Don't do it again.
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I have a thing for people who leave their boyfriends and get a new one immediately. I don't like these type of people. Kinda hurts the guy much more than you know. No offence meant to anyone. So here's a little song I wrote and I hope that if you happen to read it Affan, you'll feel much better... Girl I Knew They say all's fair in love and war, then you're the loser while she's the whore next time you see her hit her down to the floor but don't touch anything else she's dirty to the core that bitch don't understand what she's left you for don't think about it, it'll hurt some more maybe you could kill that bitch but this is Singapore the body probably wash up at the shore you gotta hit her, not physically hit her mentally, use words that turn her legs to jelly whoa nelly, doesn't matter if she's hot or not while the going gets good, drop her like its hot. can't take it, get a 9 milli shot, aim it at her chest, give her one pop. look at her breasts than give her 2 pops now look at the mess man, give it all you got By the way me and Mel are ok to everybody out there. Just me and my little miss...
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My face is nothing more than a mask made out of each half of the masks of comedy and tragedy. A smile on the right but an overturned smile on the other with a red tears streaking down its cheek. This is my face, the face I show others. This is the face that everyone sees. They’ll always see me as either half as I don’t show anyone my inner emotions. What’s there to show anyway? 1 has tried to show love to another but maybe that too has lost its meaning. Not one person has been able to pierce through the layers of masks that 1 wears, so thick that they have practically become part of my face. 1 can try to share the love one feels for another, transference of emotions to another but is there a guarantee that the emotion will be reciprocated? There will come a day when he will be ready to break the bonds of his mask and be free of his cape of shadows that envelopes him. He’s falling ever deeper into the dark abyss with his body growing ever weaker, his mind becoming limp. What will be his salvation? What ray of hope will pierce through and save him? We can only pray that he’ll be saved… And may it be soon…
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That's it. I'm done. I've burnt out... I've never felt this way before. My stress level is the highest in years. The highest its ever been actually. My state of falling into depression has gone deeper in. If you saw me on Friday, you'd probably see that I'd force a weak smile because my mind and body had gone limp. I was very down. I've been falling sick very often. They say it's because of stress. Haiz... The pressure I'm facing from every corner. It's boxing me in, turning on me and swallowing me whole. My head's burning up now too. It already was starting when I was out just now. I have 2 days left and tomorrow we definitely can't meet and on Monday she's going out with her friends. So what's going to happen to us? I can't continue. I need panadol. Where my pills at? I won't overdose... I promise
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Exams are over. End of studying. Throwing away of old notes and lecture notes. Holidays now. Supp papers next. Haha... Happy holidays!
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I've always wondered which parent I'm more like. Am I more of my mother or father? My parents and grandparents have said that I don't act like any of my parents. I am a mixture of parents to some point but not entirely. Very little in fact. Who am I like? Truth be told, my mother's second brother who is also my favourite uncle. Yes, I'm more or less like him. My grandparents say that I'm like him when I was young. Messsy room, clothes all about but dresses up well when we leave home. My attitude was the same as well. He didn't fight with my grandparents as a teenager. He just accepted whatever scoldings and restrictions he got and silently went against them. Like Me! Silent rebellions against our parent's rulings. Maybe it's the fact that I'm so close with him that has caused me to act like him in a way. He did live in with me for countless years. He had suddenly quit University in Australia and came back here and slept in my room. My parents didn't like it but I loved it. It was fun having him around. He understands me. He left when I was in Secondary 2 as he finally got married and had his own house. He's really fun basically. Mel says that my uncle looks charming. I'm charming too. Right?
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A new layout. Nice? Hope you guys like it. Anyway, why did I change the layout? If you remember, my old skin had the name Scorpio on it. I have now officially dropped that name. I'm Scorpio nomore. That name was a referance to the past and I gotta look forward to the future instead of staying on the same spot. So here it is, the 3 names that have been chosen. I want you guys to vote for me. By the end of the week, the name with the highest number of votes will be chosen. 30% of the decision will be made by you while 70% will be made by me! Here's the 3 names. 1)Beyond 2) Mr Bigs 3) Chubby Or if you have your own name that you would like me to use, just tag me and I just might consider... So start thinking now!
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I'm tired of having being made the bad guy. I wished you would get the facts right from me first before you shoot me down harshly. But I'll accept it graciously everytime you do and try my best not to shoot back. Seriously, get the facts first. Now that you know that you made a mistake, you want me to help cover it up. Seriously, talk to me first before you start shooting. Stop making me look like the fucking bad guy here!
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Rush Hour 3 is the shit! It's jokes are way better than Rush Hour 1 and 2! I laughed to tears while watching it just now. I won't divulge much about the show. You watch it than we discuss it. Anyway, it seemed that people were offended about my last post about 2-timing. If you're offended and you wanna complain about it, you can e-mail me at idontcare@idontgiveafuck.com. But to those that I know personally and are offended by this, I shall be gracious and give a public apology to all you. SO, to those I know who are offended, I'm sorry. Don't do it again.
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I have a thing for people who leave their boyfriends and get a new one immediately. I don't like these type of people. Kinda hurts the guy much more than you know. No offence meant to anyone. So here's a little song I wrote and I hope that if you happen to read it Affan, you'll feel much better... Girl I Knew They say all's fair in love and war, then you're the loser while she's the whore next time you see her hit her down to the floor but don't touch anything else she's dirty to the core that bitch don't understand what she's left you for don't think about it, it'll hurt some more maybe you could kill that bitch but this is Singapore the body probably wash up at the shore you gotta hit her, not physically hit her mentally, use words that turn her legs to jelly whoa nelly, doesn't matter if she's hot or not while the going gets good, drop her like its hot. can't take it, get a 9 milli shot, aim it at her chest, give her one pop. look at her breasts than give her 2 pops now look at the mess man, give it all you got By the way me and Mel are ok to everybody out there. Just me and my little miss...
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My face is nothing more than a mask made out of each half of the masks of comedy and tragedy. A smile on the right but an overturned smile on the other with a red tears streaking down its cheek. This is my face, the face I show others. This is the face that everyone sees. They’ll always see me as either half as I don’t show anyone my inner emotions. What’s there to show anyway? 1 has tried to show love to another but maybe that too has lost its meaning. Not one person has been able to pierce through the layers of masks that 1 wears, so thick that they have practically become part of my face. 1 can try to share the love one feels for another, transference of emotions to another but is there a guarantee that the emotion will be reciprocated? There will come a day when he will be ready to break the bonds of his mask and be free of his cape of shadows that envelopes him. He’s falling ever deeper into the dark abyss with his body growing ever weaker, his mind becoming limp. What will be his salvation? What ray of hope will pierce through and save him? We can only pray that he’ll be saved… And may it be soon…
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That's it. I'm done. I've burnt out... I've never felt this way before. My stress level is the highest in years. The highest its ever been actually. My state of falling into depression has gone deeper in. If you saw me on Friday, you'd probably see that I'd force a weak smile because my mind and body had gone limp. I was very down. I've been falling sick very often. They say it's because of stress. Haiz... The pressure I'm facing from every corner. It's boxing me in, turning on me and swallowing me whole. My head's burning up now too. It already was starting when I was out just now. I have 2 days left and tomorrow we definitely can't meet and on Monday she's going out with her friends. So what's going to happen to us? I can't continue. I need panadol. Where my pills at? I won't overdose... I promise
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19. Going 20
Temasek Poly
In the middle of the journey of our life,
I found myself again in [or through] a dark wood,
[so dark] that the straight way was utterly lost.
Alas how hard it is to say what it was like,
this savage and sharp and strong forest,
which even in thought renews my fear!
So bitter was it that death is little moreso;
but in order to speak of the good that I found there,
I'll tell of the other things I saw there. - The Inferno, Canto 1
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