in pain.

Finally I'm back home to rest for a little while before going back to the dreaded place. With a fractured finger, why don't they give me MC instead? God knows why, but nonetheless I still feel pain. Right, always hating army, I, can't change my thoughts towards it. Perhaps I should stay less pessimistic, but can I?

I really wanted to stay happy, a person without trouble like before - always smiling, always jovial. Unlike now, full of deception, always hiding and telling myself it's going to be over although the end is far from near.


Maybe I need to do something to get my adrenaline pumping, to keep myself awake. Maybe I should consider getting a Class 2B licence. Hmmm ....



Emotion - the greatest weakness of mankind.

hellbent

... Mom, I need a psychiatrist ... hahahaha

bent on destruction

As nightfall came, my heart sunk like the titanic. As it was about time, to really go inside. I really wished for something to make me happy, perhaps the death of a certain body. I may be evil, I may be bad, but you'd better escape with everything you've had. The presence of you makes everyone irritated, get lost before I get agitated.

I really hate that feeling when people only find you when they're in need and shoved you off thereafter. Just what in the flying fuck is wrong with the world!? And as many people would think, " Just what the fuck is your problem?! "
Let's just stick with the "Nothing's wrong with the world" label. This is such a sad globe waiting to be crushed by meteorites.

And one final question (maybe for the day), why do Shinzapure gahment likes sending boys to a compulsory acting organization. Are we going to work in the Media/Entertaining sector when we grow up to work in society next time?

Flowers for the dead.

I might grow up to be a psychopath the next time. Who knows? Hahahahaha.
My blue and blurry, just when/where can I find you?

now, tell me why does it always rain at the wrong time?

The cold wind blows into the room which I'm in, making my stomach feel funny. For the past few days it has been raining cows and chickens, spoils the day, utterly. I'm feeling so depressed, 'holiday' is coming to an end and I need to book in AGAIN, perhaps the weather plays a minor part in it too.

Things happened during this period of time, but I couldn't remember what exactly happened. Blame it on my failing memory. The only thing I can remember vividly is the day I went to HortPark. Why? Cos I took pictures.






Somehow I feel that I've turned really evil, saying mean things and such. But how come I don't feel any sympathy for the world anymore. And before I publish this post, to the fucking "Charles" in our camp, middle finger to you. I hope your car blows up and I swear I wun feel any pain and I'll be really glad.