70 home today was a killer. Waited & waited. 2 bus 13, 72, 76 & teacher's estate service later, it finally arrived. A double deck luckily.
Not going to Dalian, China.
That joy ride is over. Funny why i still care about her. Perhaps i've mistaken my own actions.
I do miss talking to you.
What the hell. Half of myself is full of anger & disgust for you. The other half, well does miss talking to you. But it's likely that what's holding me back is that darker half that i'm trying to calm & embrace. We're not suppose to talk like in the past after all & yeah, i do need to follow through words with behaviour.
This could well drive me mad.
Allan touched on a common line we both shared all of a sudden. On another issue, i'm quite shocked to know he did that. But who is to blame? Things sometimes get so bad you'd need to grab what you can.
Maybe guys bond better over broken hearts. Then again, ironic this is, but it once led me to being interrogated at choke-hold. To that girl, a sarcastic thank you. It appears i've only been sharing with those who asked, my positive memories of you.
Life all of a sudden brings so much pain. Bloody hell indeed! I mentally am not strong enough to live the way my environment has led me to live. Now i think back to your words, you sound quite like him.
Got the content & you deliver it like you're so damn right. Sure, you might be, but throw out the arrogance if you picked up the information from sources & not from experience.
If it doesn't matter now that i'm gone, it simply means it never mattered from the start.
Had a strangely amusing dream last night. At a shopping centre with several other Excos. Firdaus was on the floor, busking with a guitar when Hairul & i walked past to the toilet.
Then while Ain was in the ladies, Hai & i saw some pretty nice shirts on sale. 1 for a dollar, it cost. Pretty good a steal i'd say. That was until i saw the quality. But the belts with changeable buckle at 3 bucks a piece was the real deal.
The quality of the shirts, the word that came into my mind was GSC grade. There's a cyber cafe above Cash Converter in Ang Mo Kio central called Good Speed Cybercafe. In it, along the way to the toilet, there's a phone stand with a built-in cabinet. It is in that cabinet where my sec 3 classmates & i got a set of shirts to play in. Cybercafes don't allow school uniforms you see. Those clothes weren't of good quality, were free for all to slip on while playing in GSC.
Makes me wonder, if those shirts are still there. Oh the doughnuts too. Rough texture, a little too hard but sweet enough. Those were the days of my addiction.
"Having began on a wrong note, a piece will never be perfect"
- Rina
- Rina