with all the buzz abt glamour and fame...its better not to get into it..right?
confidence shd come from within and not instilled in by other people..right?
i shd juz off my com

Everytime i want to blog, i always end up deleting wad i type.
ok mayb its time to change blog or mayb to simply not blog at all.

suffocated

was having a short chat with dajie, and she said sth like : "i used to be emo too, but soon i realised that its a waste of time" what a pratical view she has. which i cant help but agree.
then again i detest those who ever mocks at ppl who they view as "emo"

its just a mordern term used to describe one's feelings of sadness. but some view it as a sign of weakness and tries to hide their insecurities by making fun of these ppl before they become a target themselves.

i'm tired.don come and go as u wish.
why do u have to be so calculative?

mm..this week's mainly meeting up with people whom i seldom see throughout my 2 years in Jc.
wooo..din noe westlife has an album called "Back Home'. heard some of the songs on Youtube, and they really just make u feel all emo man haha...meeting sam,zach and alvin later! haha...singsingsingsing..outing wif dad was inspiring and refreshing=) brought me and my bro to Vivo and explore some parts of it that we never knew they exsisted. cant wait for mum to bring me go eat steak oso...

amin n kakwai went to police academy alr.wonder how they're doing in there. Just hope amin does'nt get beaten up in there.

losing something is one thing,
Forgetting what you lost is another

Some say love it is a river

That drowns the tender reed.

Some say love it is a razor

That leaves your soul to bleed.

Some say love it is a hunger

An endless, aching need

I say love it is a flower,

And you it's only seed.

It's the heart afraid of breaking

That never learns to dance

It's the dream afraid of waking

That never takes the chance

It's the one who won't be taken,

Who cannot seem to give

And the soul afraid of dying

That never learns to live.

When the night has been too lonely

And the road has been too long.

And you think that love is only

For the lucky and the strong.

Just remember in the winter

Far beneath the bitter snow

Lies the seed that with the sun's love,

In the spring, becomes the rose.

-The Rose,Westlife

a beautiful song=) not really those wif a catchy tune but the lyrics are masterly crafted, almost as if like a poem ! haha..Is there really a perfect time to do something that we really wan?