it freaks me out, really

i listened to her very carefully, at the same time, reading her facial expression.

she was complaining that guys are selfish bunch. they never really care about how their words and actions could hurt others. she went on and on and on and on and on, and on and on an on and on and on and on and on and on.. UNTIL she said:"

i miss my ex so much that you know what i will do? i login into his emails and social network accounts to stalk him. sometimes i used his email to write emails to myself and he doesn't know about it.

while she was saying this, her facial muscle twitched. it was as if stalking her ex is her greatest hobby, and she freaking enjoys it.

it just freaks me out really. for once, i can at least say that i am pretty normal as compared to some of the crazy individuals. am just lucky she is not my ex.

brrrr.. no more no more

i collected my not-so-proud badges in one night.

it felt god damn good but i seriously doubt that i'd do it again.

obliviate

selfish people live happier don't they?

obliviate.

it takes so long for me to understand

yeap, for once i've actually acknowledged that i am emo.

it takes so long for me to understand that as much as i never give up on people, they gave me up easily. it feels fucking awful to know people i love or care about do not share the same beliefs like i do. 

yes, i can be god damn stubborn and optimistic at times, but i always know that if we hope enough and never give up, we'll find a way out. the journey can be rough and tough, but as long as there's a tiny glimmer of hope, why let go of someone you always love, believe and trust.

or may be am wrong or i've always trusted the wrong person. that is why they always gave me up easily.

times like this i hate myself because i never wanted to admit i made the wrong choice in believing someone.

i am hopeless

pwroarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr... i am so so so so so angry at myself chickening out at the very last minute. how can i possibly do that, it is like i have lost quarter of my guts when the quarter life crisis hits me.

i feel like banging my head to the wall after realising what i'd actually missed, but that wasn't enough. i really want to scar my face so that it can serve as a reminder of how retarded am i when i look in the mirror.

pwroarrrrrrrr!

i do

yeap, i do and i still very much do.

do you?

i wish you love

i felt downright terrible. it was so awful to know i am partially responsible for those tears you shed.

i wished i'd find the right comforting words, or at least brushed it off casually - it's no biggies, really, you learn some, lose some and earn some then move on. but who am i to assure you that it could be easy, why say every day is a new start when, some spend days or years just to ease the pain or carefully avoiding it. we will at least be happy as long as memories and secrets are well kept in the closet. we can pretend to ignore it even if emotional distresses are bursting at the seams.

or we believe we'll forget things eventually.

while still trying my very best to sooth those tears, my thoughts were taken away by fractions of memories  - the stroll along the riverside where stars were bright, and the incident i was fascinated seeing puffs of frozen breathe in the cold air.

i love those memories and every bit of it. no one can possibly take those away from me, and i guessed that's how you cherish your memories too. no words will be appropriate to ease the ache of your heart.

it is not because i am lack of vocab, i just can't take away the memories and feelings you took years to build with just one or two simple words. it is not fair to you.

one day, perhaps one day, you'll find your way out. you'll not walk out from it, you'll learn to love them and take them with you whenever you go.

therefore, i wish you love.

ah lian kicks in again - part 2

AHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHHA...

i just couldn't hold myself from laughing. AHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAH...

his face expression in the MV damn serious and intense weh..

BWAHAHAHAHAHHAHAH.....

i am 52, maybe

oldies are really nicer than the recent ones. They are still the best in my book.

age must be really catching up, in fact i think i am 52 instead of 25.



may be not that old, but the lyrics are so well written aye.

永远成了在云端跳舞的天使

可惜，真的很可惜。

不应该那么早放弃吧。再多一点点坚持，真的是可能， 可以的。

有些话，说出来的时候真的太迟了。

pwroar! bad friends, bad bad friends!

you, you, you and you!

yeah, you know i am talking about you! you, you,and you stood me up for belly dance classes!

pwroarrrrrrr...don't like that la, you don't have to wear sexy to do belly dance, plus plus plus it is a very very very very good exercise to shake your butt to tone your muscles. nothing obscene about this dance.

don't like that la! come la come la.