Humans are fragile. I am fragile.
Don’t get deceived by things you see.
Don’t you just wish you can just shrug your shoulders, smile, and walk away from all the misery and shit you face every single day?
People need to learn to open themselves up in time.
Sometimes, I wish my blog can interpret my thoughts and type it out for me. Some things are just so difficult to be put into words.
Have you ever felt like you’re at the top of the world, the peak of your life, then the next thing you know, you realize you’re falling down?
Its been a year now.
For those who don’t know me, I don’t really care what the fuck you say. But for the ones I care about, everything you say matters. I’ve been receiving loads of comments lately. From the ones I know, and the ones I don’t. And not all of the comments are pretty. In fact, most of them aren’t. I’ve been listed as so many things. Player, not so hot, hot, not so handsome, handsome, short, not so short. arrogant, and many more. Most of them came from people I barely or don’t even know at all. That’s why it didn’t really matter. But there’re times when people you concern, you care about, people you love, starts to get influenced by some lifeless gossipers. That’s what hurts.
peace. 2.29am
OFF TO A FUCKING WEDDING DINNER NOW..
have I mentioned how much I hate wedding dinner?
text me, or whatever. Entertain me.
I don’t get it sometimes. People tend to assume everything. From the beginning till the end. They judge. They jump to the conclusion. And I don’t like it.
People are leaving because of this attitude they’re having. They judge, then they assume. And they don’t like what they found. So they leave.
I was thinking of what to put as the blog title. And a nicholas sparks’ book’s right beside me.
‘can you ever escape your past? ‘ is what I see.
And I met an old friend here at genting’s starbucks. A really old one. And all of a sudden, I feel nostalgic. All the flash backs. And..
I hate being nostalgic. It makes me go all gloomy and moody.
Gee. And my coffee’s finished. ):
Pfft. its. 2.45 am now. Insomniac.
Surprisingly, twitter and facebook’s exceptionally active tonight. I’ve got company when I need them the most. What more can I ask? :D I’ve always been grateful ever since I don’t know when for such great friends I have. I love them. Life can be a bitch at times. And its for you and your friends to work it out. :)
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3,03am.
Final’s on 11th of October. And I don’t want to screw it up this time.
Kill me.
Its Monday already. The rest of my holiday’s packed.
And there goes the raya holidays. Two weeks. Poof.
oh, and i’m hungry ):
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I don’t update my blog often. So bear with it. I don’t really mind if you read it or not. I just want a place to share a bit of my life and the way I see things to people outside.
You know what they say, people change. I used to think that basketball is gonna be my life. Used to. Right now, I barely step into the basketball court. Though the passion’s still there, the way I see it, is never gonna be the same again.
That is, just one of the thousand things that had change in me…
.. or is it just a phase?
