Friday, January 19, 2007, 4:22 PM
My mood is fine, but I just have this desire to blog something depressing. Oh, wait, its not fine anymore. It seems to be all torn up inside. Hmph, mood swings. I've been having too much of 'em lately. Maybe because I don't really have someone to help me calm down. But yeah, there are people who do entertain me, people like Mark or Wei Arng. But that's different. They're different. They can't be there all the time. I mean, it's hard knowing that the only person who really understood you and could really calm you down is now thousands of miles away in another continent.
The coolant to my blaze. The wind to my haze.
Ah, just call it what you want. I'm just so depressed now.
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The blade, unsheathed It penetrates deep Blood trickles down The heart
There is no guard From this poison dart Which causes our hopes To part
To stand up tall A mighty feat A burden we could not Carry
For our courage Has long gone Beneath our feet They lay buried
When fury comes We flap our gums Blame the world For our problems
Now she's gone My heart, still torn Missing her words Beautiful adornments.Labels: Poems
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Friday, January 19, 2007, 4:22 PM
My mood is fine, but I just have this desire to blog something depressing. Oh, wait, its not fine anymore. It seems to be all torn up inside. Hmph, mood swings. I've been having too much of 'em lately. Maybe because I don't really have someone to help me calm down. But yeah, there are people who do entertain me, people like Mark or Wei Arng. But that's different. They're different. They can't be there all the time. I mean, it's hard knowing that the only person who really understood you and could really calm you down is now thousands of miles away in another continent.
The coolant to my blaze. The wind to my haze.
Ah, just call it what you want. I'm just so depressed now.
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The blade, unsheathed It penetrates deep Blood trickles down The heart
There is no guard From this poison dart Which causes our hopes To part
To stand up tall A mighty feat A burden we could not Carry
For our courage Has long gone Beneath our feet They lay buried
When fury comes We flap our gums Blame the world For our problems
Now she's gone My heart, still torn Missing her words Beautiful adornments.Labels: Poems
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"Lunfy", haha. I'm 19 this year. I like loud people, sports, gym, dancing, singing, the beach, whatever that makes me feel alive. Well, I guess I'll look like any other guy out on the street if you see me. Just like how everyone looks like. But if you do take the time and trouble to know the people you deemed "similar" and "insignificant", the world wouldn't look so big anymore. I like being nice to people, people whom I've never known, seen or spoken to before. Pretty much random acts of kindness, not caring to whom, what, when or where. But too bad, almost no one in this country doesn't really know how to react to kindness. Either they'll act as if nothing happened or stare at you like some freak. I always believed that a single smile can change someone's life totally. I'm a heavy chain smoker, but I did manage to cut down alot this year. I appreciate a wide range of music. I hate the fact that some people label themselves with genres and be so narrow-minded about music. I believe no one can find true love, because it finds you. Till then, please be patient. Don't go starting off meaningless relationships or relationships you know that won't last. I hate the fact that out in the streets, people are collecting cans for a living while our ministers dance around and earn millions each year. Politics around the world are getting more and more ridiculous each day. To me, there seems to be no such thing as democracy anymore, but downright capitalism everywhere. I support movements for human rights and against animal abuse. Even though our freedom and rights have been taken away by ridiculous laws, I believe we can still make a difference one day. Once I told my friends I'd stay here and fight for what I believe in till I made a difference rather than migrate with them to somewhere else, and I got made fun of. It's okay I guess, because some people don't really understand. I have a bad habit of observing people, their actions, reactions, and attitude. But oh well, at least that makes me get along with almost everyone I meet in my life. I just pity people with social defects.
So that's all for now. Maybe I'll add more stuff soon and maybe some pictures. See ya.
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