full
empty

and there was nothing.
nothing left in the end.


introduction
confession

zishing
04-12-1992
no preferences
nothing particular.
the place people come to for help.
and that's about it.


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in

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AiPing
Amos
Andy
Baka-Tsuki
Caroline
ChinHian
Dom
De-Coder's Cafe a.k.a.Yap
Hisyam
JingSheng
LeeYang
Kee
Leonard
LiJie
MarcusChan
Matilda
Max
MelWeh
RongRong
RuiFen
Sarah
SiHui
Stewart
Sumo
Valerie
Zak


past
present

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(Sunday, September 10, 2006/9:20 PM)

God Bless You
"Sometimes people do stupid things. But sometimes too, in this world, you don't get forgiven for it. So pick up the pieces of your shattered dream and just move on." Hey, picking these pieces actually cut my finger, how the hell am I supposed to move on now, smart guy?

Today was a stupid day.
Yesterday was a stupid night.

The thought of seriousness.
The seriousness of thought.

The consequence of actions.
The actions of consequence.

Dreams of a shattered memory.
Memories of a shattered dream.


Shall I start off from last night?

Mother wouldn't let me stay up till midnight. There was this Tribute to Steve Irwin thing going on on Animal Planet. 12-hour marathon. Got up at 7am, watched it anyway, so much for complaining. Read paper on him too. Seems like all the enthusiasm he put into his work finally paid off. I don't think mine will ,though. Or maybe I just won't live to see it, just like our dear friend Mr. Irwin.

WoWed half the day away too. I think when it's over, you just have nothing better to do. The Wicked, you might say. Yeah, The Wicked, just makes me 10 times worse. Sometimes you think of all the happy times and then just that one incident really makes you cry. At least I did, and don't call me a wimp or...well heck, I'm just an emotional emotionless slacker.

The other half of the day was spent in homework. More and more and more homework. I guess its got something to do with what I mentioned earlier. When it's gone, it's gone. Coming away from that, I didn't know we had so much holiday homework. I guess I can't make the cut for Math class hehe.

So well, I guess I'd better get back to the books. I really don't belong in this world, do I?


Dreams of a shattered memory.
Memories of a shattered dream.

Forced love.
Loved force.

Persevering throughout.
Throughout presevation.

Statement and pie.
Pie and statement.

Crying and fighting.
Fighting and crying.

Today was a stupid day.
Yesterday was a stupid night...