Till we meet again

Time checked: 6.55AM

45分钟的路程，空荡荡的街， 雨水打在脸上。
很想哭但眼泪却不见得到哪， 也许干了吧。(这时才明白张惠美的歌)
香烟一根一根的点燃，只怕失了魂的我不知该往那儿走。

自以为潇洒的我， 拿得起就放的下。
原来我的心胸。。很小。或是看对人事务吧。
酸了! 我就认了吧， 我真的不服输。

我不懂的欣赏这门游戏，怎么不是一加一等于二呢!
我把性命都赔上了但却输了。我不甘心。

Check out: 7.30am

The process

Say Hello to goOdbye

Hey there stranger, how have you been
Feels like i'm standing on the outside looking in
at the mess we left behind
And it's a long way to fall
I gave you everything I had
I gave it all
And then my heart was on the line

I can't hate you
any longer
I know i'm going to miss you
I'll forget it and let it go.

Say hello to goodbye, cuse its gone forever
No more try, you and I
Not now, not ever
And i'll get by without you
I'm not going back again
I'm not going to lie to you
Cuse, that was there and only then.

And this is how it has to be
Cuse' its a deadly combination, you and me
You know its undeniable
Even though we tried it all
We brought the worst out in each other
I recall
We can't act it anymore

What doesn't kill you
It makes you stronger
And though i'm going to miss you
I'll forget it and let you go

And even though the tears will dry
I can't completely disconnect
Couldn't make the compromise
Didn't have a safety net

是不是每一个人都像我一样笨

我们说好就算分开一样做朋友
事实上我们从此不可能再问候

为何还说个谎话，让自己心疼

我能感覺　另外一個人
為何這樣的諷刺
放不開　也看不見未來

CNY 2011

While everyone is having a blast in the festive season. Fighting against their diet with the pineapple tarts and the nuts. Having reunion dinner, overnight mj session and a list of events I could easily list down. I pray for a little warmth within my family, family of 4+3 sitting down on the dinning table that was bought 22 years ago which was initially meant for us dinning together.

Years after years, it never came through and I certainly do not carry any hope on it. All i wish was my mum to stop venting all her frustration on me for them not coming back. Seriously this is none of my business when things doesn't operate in one way. Is a give and take for goodness sake.

This CNY, I'm here on the very extreme end fighting against my own survival rate. No shit. Even my mum wish I get strike by the lighting but sadly it didn't came true. Deeply traumatised by this incident of bypassing the so called '' death passage way'' and did a round about back breathing again. It is definitely a gift and not a given rights.

Sitting alone in the clinic, watching the second hand ticks. you got to accept the facts that when you needed someone the most, u see no one in sight. Esp in this period, who give a shit about you.

My health is deteriorating and I never thought it could be that worst. I guess the best gift to my ''beloved boss'' was that $152 medical fees. That's something I proud of before I leave that company with no welfare. *F that.

To think I manage to survive this time, maybe that imply that I must fulfil many of those incomplete task that I've always mentioned.

May us be in good health.

Next Move

Never tell your problems to anyone, 20% don't care and the other 80% are glad you have them.
I lost my faith, my passion but still trying my best keeping a glimpse of hope in something I have to or made to believe.

People are made to be loved and things are made to used. The confusion in reality is however that people are being used and things are being loved. Just because you didn't see me doesn't mean that I wasn't there. They can say what they like, unfortunately, I don give a shit.

I have to trust that things are going to turn out the way they're suppose to, and that I'll be okay in the end.
Advise is what we ask for when we already know the answer but wish we didn't and so I am not asking for any.

Fighting against the reality for something I can or even when is beyond my control, I made believe that the circumstances entitle me to be stronger than before. When your tears dried up, it

There's no scarcity of opportunity, your responsibility is not to let any of them slip away.

Drawing clOse..

25th Dec,commemorate the birth of Jesus, 7.12pm, rainning.

I wanted to express myself so much but I have no clue how to kick start....

Talking to the Moon

At night when the stars
light up my room
I sit by myself

Talking to the Moon
Try to get to You
In hopes you're on
the other side
Talking to me too
Or am I a fool
who sits alone
Talking to the moon

when will that be?

Fourty mins past 7, 0n bus no. 5 heading home. The world seems falling hard on me. I look upon the sky and glance at the moon that trying so hard to shine but the dark sky just cover it all up, stealing all the limelight. Thats excatly how i felt now.

First time ranting about my work on blog which i din knew it would come so soon. Is definately not much of a good sign. 2 months of work but it felt like 2 years, trying to find a point to justify. All i could remember is negative comments, trying hard to pacify vendors, boss,clients and internal creative team. I hate those diginity so much that it eats up everthing within me.

I start to doubt myself so much not knowing what's wrong. That's sound kinda sad, i know. Looking at those commuters ard me and i wonder, wonder wonder..

When my tears almost fall, you almost reflect on my mind. Maybe u r the only one left in the world who think i'm smart in a way or another.

Work just sucks so much tt i wish i get chock by drinking bubble tea during work.
Guess what now. I just missed my bus by looking at it driving pass me. L.i.f.e

First post on e go via mobile. Bye!

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you & I both

The start of Nov

Not that I realised while flipping through the calendar

Neither do I saw the date on my watch

Only to realised when the cold wind blow

I could also smell the rain almost every night

hoping to bring myself into deep sleep.

I yearn for a table surrounded by friends with good food.

Praying for friends with a safe year end trip

My heart pound a sec faster when I see a blue icon box pop up from the right,

indicating your name.

We are all pretenders, pretending to be happy until we forgot if sadness was even in us.