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Monday, 18 August 2008 !@#$% 2:34 pm

sometimes, it confuses me, sometimes it makes me feel like an idiot, sometimes it makes me feel like i am hanging on a thread... sometimes it makes me feel happy, like theres this hope...

to summarise... its a full load of shit emotions all piled up together...

well... anyway... gp was bad... it was quite difficult for me... i guess i wrote out of point... how can an essay have only one rebuttal... ? AQ and summary was just crap... well... i think its an F... oh well...

sometimes, when you yearn for something, its just goes the other way round... does it? well, when it comes to emotions and relationships, there no point trying to push too hard... its a 2 way thing... that i have to understand... and i do... oh well... can never force someone to do things they don't like...

i am starting to question myself why am i feeling this way... come to think about it, sometimes, it seems like a joke that my body is playing with me...

and i sound like a desperate... (fuck... i am not... unless you are talking about being a fighter pilot)

to my academic status... i think i am in a bad shape... quite screwed... and the A levels round the corner... well... its like... landing on Omaha beach, the first wave... even worst, the first landing craft... right in front of a machine gun post... survival probability... 0.000001%...


i realised then when i squat down in an very weird position, so that i can look up the sky, i can actually see F-16s flying over me... now, thats weird...



well... gotta hit the books again...

thank you guys for the encouragement and support... i will try my best...

rock on and this is the purple pineapple signing off, you are listening (reading) to tropical fruits FM...

JUICY!!!

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Sunday, 6 July 2008 !@#$% 12:01 pm
sunday

many many things are going through my mind now... i am tired, i am demoralised, i feel like shit...

emotionally, i think i am in some crap that i don't even know about it... this person is really scarring the shit out of me, on the other hand, theres this other person whom you all don't know at all... that, i am confused totally to what mom has mentioned about her... but, she is really nice... have not seen her in years...

physically, i am tired, coughing like mad now... i am sick, my throat hurts, my back ache is back again, i am always tired...

i am struggling now... like drowning, and some things aren't helping at all...

i can't complain though, i choose this path, plus the fact that you guys are always encouraging me... i will push on...

congrats to all in the SRJC shooting team, especially to lq, for taking the overall Gold medal, and for bryan for qualifying for nationals track and field... all the best guys...

thanks for han rong, xue feng, and jin bin for their thoughts, as for cheong wei... no comments...




作詞: YUI 作曲: YUI
だからいま 会いにゆくそう決めたんだポケットの この曲を君に聴かせたい
そっとヴォリュームを上げて確かめてみたよ
oh Good-bye days いま変わる気がする昨日までに so longかっこよくない優しさがそばにあるから~with you
片方の イヤフォンを君に渡すゆっくりと 流れ込むこの瞬間
うまく愛せていますか?たまに迷うけど
oh Good-bye days いま変わり始めた 胸の奥 alrightかっこよくない優しさがそばにあるから~with you
できれば 悲しい想いなんてしたくないでもやってくるでしょ?そのとき 笑顔で Yeah hello!! my friend なんてさ言えたならいいのに…
同じ唄を 口ずさむ時そばにいて I wishかっこよくない優しさに会えてよかったよ
…Good-bye days


a girl, a guitar, nice voice, what more can you ask?


ought to be back studying...

you seen not to mean anything to me already... guess time has made me lost all the feelings i thought i had for you...

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