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.


out
in

AB
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

August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 May 2010 August 2010 September 2010 October 2010 November 2010 December 2010 February 2011 April 2011 September 2011 November 2011

thank
request

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(Sunday, April 08, 2007/7:48 AM)

Stop
Bleh.

I guess I don't really have anything to blog about.

But really, people get mad at me for doing nothing. Sigh. (=


Stop walking,
Just wait.

You've wronged someone,
Shouldn't you apologize?

"Wait, who are you anyway?"
Why should you know?

You've done something wrong,
Now go apologize.

"What have I done wrong?"
"I don't even know who that person is."

Are you sure?
Do you know that she's,

The one destined for you?

What's destiny?
What's a mistake?

You know her, liar.
You've let her down.

So now's your chance,
Mistakes cannot be rewinded.

But you can rebuild trust,
From the start.

It'll take time,
Whoever said it was easy?

"How did you know all that?"
Why wouldn't I?

There's never a road without a bump,
And there isn't always a rainbow after the storm.

There isn't always peace after an earthquake,
Or political stability after a civil conflict.

But there is always that tiny bit of hope.
It just depends on how much you make of it.

So go now,
Admit your mistake.

And then you can take her hand,
Following both your roads from the intersection.

Pulling them together so they go as one,
Then starts your journey out.

Out into freedom forever...


You've seen how I know,
How I advise and how I toll.

At someone's mind,
For the mind is not the only thing you have.

I know everything you know.
And yet I'm not an entity outside your soul.

I'm not your mind nor do I possess one.
You'll meet me everyday, I can ensure.

I'll be with you throughout your life,
And I'll fade with you as you die.

Who am I?