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Wednesday, September 14, 2005 [[]]


hmmm. i feel like.. there's nothing more to talk about. sure the exams are here. but duh, study la. play in between la. what else is there left to talk about? and what about s paper? screwed lo. how else to explain it.. bah. and dota? almost daily occurence already. curse bnet for making it so accessible to play with people.

and i feel like. it's all the same. in a way, can't wait for NS. at least there's the chance to experience the unity of a UGO again. at least i can finally tan, stupid fair skin. at least i can tone my body through forced exercise. maybe can get 6 pack huh? haha who knows. try to work towards it.

yeah. some things of the mind, of the heart never truly go away. but.. it's now possible to quash things. like the first time i experienced something so strong and consuming with such a high, but this time, i know when to pull back. i know you're around, stupid emotions. you aint gonna screw around with me anymore. maybe just maybe i'll let it out one day, all out and either feel strongly again or i might just go on a killing spree. lol. dota or otherwise. i admit, (credit to james), you can't keep emotions shut up forever, you can't hold back everything with a iron dam, cause there will be cracks, holes to stop and it might just overflow. and when it does, it'll sweep you away. literally. ahhh, why am i rambling...?

to get to the point, it's this. the same old studies. same old shitty grades. same old games. same old friends. and then some. and the same old emotions. so much so that i don't feel like talking about it anymore. i feel like closing this blog... mmm. should i? i guess few people read what the hell i write about anyway. =| identity crisis in the middle of the prelims? unlikely. laziness to write? probably.

just might close it anyway. the hit counter hardly moves nowadays.


replies to tags:

joel: so have you found your team yet? haha, ok la. as long as there's an excuse to play with you and kill you in the name of teaching you.. no sweat.

pido: aiyah, i never bother asking you already. asking you is either a) get dissed off and say no money and screw off. b) get dissed off and say go study (which makes me feel guilty and wanna study too, for 5 mins) c) get dissed off. period. like the time you shouted at me cause i was playing the fool chiding you to come and you blew up on me about how people wanna study and all that shit and how my s paper made me arrogant (like what the hell???) and all that unrelated shit. so bottom line: i never ask you play lan anymore.

james khoo: if they come back i'll screw them with the double life-extinguishers again. i'm on the 20th floor anyways, how they fly up here to MY place is anybody's guess when they could have flown into the 19 storeys downstairs. 20th storey isnt exactly the lowest place in Singapore.


`donovan. |6:55 PM|