Saturday, November 10, 2012
boy
The day I grow up would be when I start considering what's best for myself. To take control and dictate my own life. I am struggling with myself.
Confidence is a personality that shines when reflected in the right way.
I don't have a very good feeling about it all.
Thursday, November 08, 2012
Time: 0153am
我常常都说到却没做到,真失败。让自己失望,让别人失望。
Tonight I am just feeling blue. Feeling alone.
Tonight I am not hopeful but tomorrow, another day ahead I gotta make it count.
Tonight is almost over, let the day begin with an ease of heart and positivity in mind.
我真的想坚强一点,成熟一点,聪明一点,勇敢一点。将来才能照顾我心爱的人。不能放弃。
Monday, November 05, 2012
Thursday, November 01, 2012
Friday, August 17, 2012
Thursday, August 09, 2012
晚\望
今晚和朋友聊了满多,有很多事情我得好好想。有些问题的答案不在手中就不要去想了。但事实在面前就要接受吧。至少要让自己看清一点,生活要有一个目标!不要再让身边的人担心或失望了。更不想让他们放弃我!很迟了,我脑子也不清醒了。明天更好的一天,加油吧朋友们。 (U.u)zzZZZ
Thursday, August 02, 2012
Sunday, July 29, 2012
两小无猜
每一天像今天一样就好。就算只是朋友也好,把我当是好友也好。有她在身边的日子我很快乐。她眼睛总挂着的欢喜,我很喜欢。不能做男友不重要,我只希望永远能看到她的笑容。我想如果自己能学会不要带着什么要求可望,我也有办法开心一点。
这么多年来,喜欢一个人不容易,也不难。要难过还是快乐是自己的选择。白痴的我只会往坏的一面想。现在,我想学会开朗一点,多笑一点。自己心里真正的快乐,才可以带给别人幸福。
有时只是一两天不见面,或是几个小时,我就想她了。我,是疯了吗。还是一个败给情的傻瓜?连自己的心,我都无法了解。
Sunday, July 22, 2012
Regrets
A girl asked me; 为什么男人总是做了事过后才后悔...
I cannot say for sure how true that is. Or whether it applies to everyone...
But as for myself.. 很多事我是没有做才后悔.
Wednesday, July 04, 2012
Stuck.
So close... Yet so far. If only things were much simpler... I don't know what to do. Feeling troubled. I should be happy. I must not be selfish. My mind is playing mind games with me tonight. And I am hungry. >_<"
Friday, June 29, 2012
Mid-year
29th June. 28th June. A month since ORD... Has been quite fulfilling I guess. Slowly adjusting back to the heavier load of dancing. Performing with SCGS was a blast. The girls really inspired me with their passion. I hope I can train myself back in time for the upcoming performance. And also, Need.to.get.a.job. Oh man...
Truth is, I don't want the July performance to end so quick. I really like her, and it hurts that I cannot be with her. I cannot be selfish.
Her happiness is more important than mine. Can I really learn to be this self-less? I must not be selfish.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Friday, June 08, 2012
Wednesday, June 06, 2012
Saturday, June 02, 2012
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Soon
Got about 15minutes left before I leave home for camp. I still got 7 months left. Okay, it's 7months 1day to be exact. It may sound fast, but I tell ya, counting it day by day is a different story. 7months is LONG. I can't wait for all these to be over. Then again, I'm scared. I don't know what I want to do next. I can't possibly go back and study straight. I've lost the drive somewhere along my NS life. Take a break and chill yea. What I learnt from what I observe from the other guys is you gotta have fun.
Can't wait for a holiday and to start a more exciting(but maybe not very productive) life. But hell... that's life. It goes on no matter what.
I need more money. I need a higher salary!
"You can count on me like 1 2 3, I'll be there..." Count on Me by Bruno Mars. It's on playing beside me now =) Can I count on you like 4 3 2?
Can't wait for a holiday and to start a more exciting(but maybe not very productive) life. But hell... that's life. It goes on no matter what.
I need more money. I need a higher salary!
"You can count on me like 1 2 3, I'll be there..." Count on Me by Bruno Mars. It's on playing beside me now =) Can I count on you like 4 3 2?
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
In words
Heard the song "This I Promise You" on the radio today. It's an old song, from primary/secondary school days. I really like this song. There are countless love songs written by composers but I think this one is really sweet.
When I was younger, I guess I didn't think much of these songs or in general, overated romantic bullshits. Having felt what it's like to fall in love, you realize how a feeling for a special someone inspires one to sing a song, write a poem, paint a painting, make a sculpture... expressing love.
I still think about her, just saying.
Tuesday, October 04, 2011
She is like no other
There has been many times I felt like blogging here because I am upset, but thought better of it. So much negative thoughts. Negativity is like poison, don't get it out and very soon, it just eats you from the inside out. But I don't want to write about how sad I am. I don't think it even helps by talking it out here. Seems like I am having a conversation with myself here.
Those comforting lies are not working anymore. No more self derived illusioned constructed reason excuse explanation. I don't know what else to tell myself.
It is no surprise that what she does affects me. It is my problem, and I don't want her or anyone else to see it. There is something within me that I need to figure out on my own. There's a puzzle inside, a old dusty book, a creaking door hinge, a complicated knot that I need to untie. This knot... I cannot explain what it is; feelings, emotions, words, gestures; everything and anything that makes us human. All bottled up inside that I need to let loose.
And be myself. I don't want to be judged. Especially by myself. Maybe I need to find the freedom to love her again. At this point. I don't know what I am saying. I don't know what to make of this.
The easy way out of this mess would be I cannot even be her friend anymore. But all I know is, I would never want that. As trying as it is, I still want to be friends. I missed out on many chances, I don't want to lose this, this something precious this. I miss her you know.
A beautiful mess.
Those comforting lies are not working anymore. No more self derived illusioned constructed reason excuse explanation. I don't know what else to tell myself.
It is no surprise that what she does affects me. It is my problem, and I don't want her or anyone else to see it. There is something within me that I need to figure out on my own. There's a puzzle inside, a old dusty book, a creaking door hinge, a complicated knot that I need to untie. This knot... I cannot explain what it is; feelings, emotions, words, gestures; everything and anything that makes us human. All bottled up inside that I need to let loose.
And be myself. I don't want to be judged. Especially by myself. Maybe I need to find the freedom to love her again. At this point. I don't know what I am saying. I don't know what to make of this.
The easy way out of this mess would be I cannot even be her friend anymore. But all I know is, I would never want that. As trying as it is, I still want to be friends. I missed out on many chances, I don't want to lose this, this something precious this. I miss her you know.
A beautiful mess.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
Tuesday, September 06, 2011
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