This is one of those days when you feel like shit, and you don't even know why.

Every night, before i go to sleep, i think about the prospects of life, of how everything has turned out. In a way, i'm glad that things have turned out the way it is, soured - because sad as it is, everytime i have a confrontation with my own emotions, i learn something new about myself. The road of self discovery is like a pilgrimage for nirvana. More often than now, i find myself in a turmoil of mixed emotions - awed, disappointed, happy and sad, all at the same time. I'm always wondering if the next step towards the front is actually taking me two steps backwards. All the thoughts congested in my mind just doesn't make sense. All the stars in the sky suddenly feels feebly ornamental. All the rights seem wrong, and vice versa.

I hate being ambiguous as i am now.

Ambiguousity might just be the most harmful thing at the moment.

Tonight is a day of enlightenment.

I wish i could find the correct word for it.

:(

Leaving on a boat to tekong
Dont know when i'll be back again
(Next week, actually)

I'll miss my baby alottttttttttttt
Hope she doesnt get (too) emoooooo
If she does, well, theres hippo and turtle
And i'll be a phone call away (after 10pm anyway)
*draws little angel wings*
*sings for you random songs*
*let you tickle and pluck and squeeze me*

Im really glad that shes here tonight, so i can hug her to sleep one last time before i go into the dreaded island. (Silly girl is peeking over my shoulder, trying to see what i'm typing). There are alot of things i would like to say, but everything is chunked up into a whole lot of mess, clotting up my sense of proper consideration. I guess i should count my blessings for every little good thing in my life, and treat every other as a pushing force.

P.S i loveeee you!!!!!!!! (and ill be out really soon)

Love does not fade away, it dries up
Love does not forget, it forgives
Love is not anything, it is everything

Sometimes, i guess i am really tired of being apologetic. Wish i could take a breather out of everyone's expectations and be who and what i really am.

Sometimes i wish i love you means so much more

Life really is fragile.

And sad to say, realisation usually comes at the eleventh hour.

Life is fragile, really.

Deep thoughts,
Shallow words.

A further distance push, appearing from the mist of the past.

Quietly,
and silently.

It wonders.