Counting down.. its already the end of the month. And as I looked back.. my last post was actually wow.. exactly on the first day of the month. Seemed long.. 29 days to be exact.. but time flies.. who doesn't admit that ? Perhaps its just me alone? but hell it ain't gonna bother me anyway. As i'd said... time flies.. a month has passed.. and so i would say a month since that fricking crash. I've been mugging endlessly.. trying to catch up... time's never enough to do things...
and yet people are still sleeping...
and why ? i love to sleep.. i'll trade anything for a good night's sleep now. waking up at seven for lectures isn't a fun thing to do. but i have to make up for lost ground. everything is really in my hands. i shan't disappoint anyone again.
Without fail.. lotsa happenings again.. probably why i refused to blog nowdays was perhaps.. i had nothing to write.. or maybe i'd prefer to write everything down in a go.
Lets see ... maybe i'll hit a top ten lists for month of august.
1) Yuxian's class 3 got revoked.
2) Yuan's no longer an evil man again.
3) The guys are finally going to dive !
4) Andy got married...
5) Walter's back in Singapore.
..... 1000000000 ) I still miss tseying...

Its hard really... I mean... Why in the world would she call me up again... when i think i'm really slowly forgetting her... does the world always have to be such a bitch.
Then again... I think i was resolute enough.. though its true.. that.... my heart melted...
I have to prioritise things.. but i'm really glad she actually asked for my well-being..
touched really.... for i thought she would errrrr ignore me forever... she still has my number... GOODNESS !

i'm still trying my utmost to buck up on my studies.. Its really tough in the university. And for the first time in my whole fucking life.. i'm struggling with Mathematics. Yeah... with integers like 0s and inifinities... its driving me crazy... try proving 1 + 1 = 2 and tell me how it feels...

Life has been great ! got to know a bunch of good pals in school as well.. All of them are reallly helpful... with my work or whatever... bless all of you....I mean God will bless you....
I've mellowed... or so I guess... since the van accident... i really wished for everything to be well...
stone age would be nice...

Really love whining about here.. sometimes pouring out what I really truely feel... you know... sometimes its hard to tell someone something... or everyone one thing.... or is it just me ?

Life in hall would be nice... seriously I'm not looking for the so-called 'happening' lifestyles.. but what I truly seek is the convenience. I really dread waking up at 7 everyday.... Its horrid ! Maybe i'll just have to overturn my purse to see if somehow... i could find a way around the money thingie...

Cash-strapped now... really... lost 1.5 K to the repair costs took EVERYThinG outta me... I still have my fees to worry about. Got so many things that I wanna get.. but I can't.... I really wished that i could work part-time.. but I know... i definitely won't be able to handle this work load. Perhaps.. studying in uni isn't a good blardy idea at all. NOT that i've regretted. Benefits still largely overweigh my negated thoughts.

my piggy bank is getting lighter nowadays. was full of 1 dollar coins like a month ago... but now i think i almost emptied it. how much longer can i go on.. i really have no fucking clue....

my whines are getting endless and nowhere. crossing my fingers again. chancing upon ying ? eternity... i'll choose to forget then to regret. Smiles...

She will be loved - maroon 5

she's a good girl.

will time really wash away all the pain ? the hurt ? the memories ?
a friend of mine once told me, time doesn't do that.. it just merely make you get used to the pain that it no longer becomes dreadful. its only like say a week.. and i'm slowly forgetting it... but somehow when i venture further on this track... every crossroad seem to lie a sign... every folk seems to hum the same tune... even the scarecrows seem oblivious that

"i'm a fucking wussy burden... "

i've got great friends around me to help me to my feet.. and i truly reckoned that i'll be able to do that... i'll get over it.. i'll do just that ! but right in my god-damn face... if i fucking swear to myself in the mirror.. i have no guts... i know.. because i know the only person in this world i cannot lie to other than GOD almighty is of course me myself.

words as i've always spoken... words as i've always emphasised dictates how well and what a whole fucked faced personality a bugger possesses... words merely are letters concatenated to form something thats meaningful... and i can tell you.. its a fucking killer... even though it might be a silent hush... a brush... or even a hiss of cynic in words spoken out.. its meant to inscribed deep into the heart...

its not that I cannot take it... i seriously know i have to... and for fuck sake i'm not gonna whine like a loser... because i already am... trustworthiness is what brings out a person... but i'm not even reaching it... its slowly fading away...

in fucking life.. things just don't go the way its suppose to go... i told myself.. i'll get up after a bump... yeah i'll get up... and i've hardened... but wounds are still wounds... they hurt... the pierced... and sometimes they leave scars... and scars are for eternity...

and of course love is for eternity... and i really wonder.. how would someone forget someone so readily... maybe i'm still hoping and praying.. like my signature suggests..

lovers don't finally meet somehow or somewhere... they're with each other all along.

if its meant to be.. it'll be..

QUE SERA SERA