Saturday, July 17, 2004

it hurts when people only know the exterior.

it hurts when you can't express your interior.

it hurts when people misinterpret what you feel.

just because they feel that your true interior mismatch your exterior.

sometimes, what i appear to be, isn't what i am.

sometimes, what i feel isn't what i show.

my flesh is a hypocrite to my heart.

and many times, i try to talk it out

but there's no one there, there's no one.

and when there's someone, it isn't someone who i can talk to.

there's no one i can talk to, because i can't.

my lips, my voicebox.. they decieve my brain.

and it hurts. it hurts so much in the chest.

and sometimes the chest moves up to the throat and there, it'll hurt.

and i'm still alone..

everyone's busy chasing their dreams,

everyone's busy pleasing others.

everyone else has their own friends, everyone else has their own commitments.

and my life now has become so mundane...

just tell me,

how many of us lived today better than yesterday?

i think everyone's living the same day everyday..

but everyone else is thinking otherwise.



died-ed at 9:49 am
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Monday, July 12, 2004

-sheepish grin-

ace called! ace called! ace called! and he's coming back on wednesday! <3<3<3<3 wooot. damn, i miss him a whole darn lot.. like freak, he's my bestest friend! apart from shan and swee.. and mids are over over over!!! and i've got a nice new layout!!!!!!!




k. that sounded over-enthusiastically bimbo.


the extended family's planning a kl trip next month. yeayness. go and witness my uncle's convocation, shop alot and get my mind off a whole load of shiznit. i can't wait to escape. anyway, no reason for blogging today actually. just that shan just went home and the computer corner's the place my feet brought me to, so yeah.




now, back to anthony robin's unlimited power. self-help books are tha bomb.<3


died-ed at 5:27 pm
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