the day i decided to give you up and say hello to another.
so sick of you that i could sing a song and write it here.
goodbye.
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Archive for November, 2008
goodbbyyee.
life is too short to live by other people’s rule.
i dont know whether you feel this way once you hit this point of your life.
cause i feel i have aged quite a bit this year, unusual for a 22 year old i say.
too many complains seriously, but sometimes, you dont know where to begin.
and when there’s no one to listen, maybe that’s the reason i talk to myself that often.
life’s not that bad actually, i’m happy, just wished it was better. Maybe if there’s less work load, more time, i guess once in a while, it’s better to take a break away from this busy city.
SOMEDAY…
i want to travel to somewhere alone for holiday.
i want to drive on the roads at night with no destination in mind, just keep going and enjoy the night lights.
i want to lie by the beach and look at the stars and talk till i fall asleep.
i want to look at this busy city from high above and feel like i’m alive.
i want to scream at the top of my lungs and then laugh it off like i just did the stupidest thing.
i want to do stroll the streets when everyone is fast asleep, and do the stupidest things you dont do in the day.
i want to do a video clip of my life.
i want to do a video clip of all my friends so that when i’m old i can take out and see how precious they were to me.
i want to go to somewhere nice to take nice pictures.
i want to go for long bus rides to nowhere in mind to alight.
i want to sit and just people watch, see them do the things they do.
i want to sit by the bench and watch airplanes fly over my head and feel the wind blow at my face.
i want to hear the silence of the night when all parties end and when everyone’s asleep.
i want to do bungee jumping.
i want to leap off a mountain.
i want to do backpacking at europe.
i want to spend a few months staying in every part of the world till i die, of course provided i’m rich.
i want to migrate to manhattan.
i want to go overseas to study.
and someday, i want to stop growing old.
and someday, i just want to be rich.
someday, just someday..
but now, i want a heineken.
I’ve been a healthy kid staying away from beer and cig.
No beer makes pam an unhappy girl.
work is stress i might just need the happy stick soon.
i’m mentally exhausted.
wont someone just kidnap me and bring me somewhere instead?
you count the times, i count the years.
when we are kind to ourselves, we make ourselves a gift to those around us. =)
and i’m still in office. work is full load man!
Not everything you want to say, needs to be said.
Have you ever watched kids on a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down, don’t dance so fast.
Time is short, the music won’t last.
Do you run through each day on the fly?
When you ask how are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done, do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores running through your head?
You’d better slow down, don’t dance so fast.
Time is short, the music won’t last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift thrown away.
Life is not a race, do take it slower
Hear the music,
before the song is over..
let the record play on;
this morning i finally woke up to work after resting for 3 days. it was more than enough to nurse my throat and to nurse whatever that was need to. but at the end of everything, why do i still feel that sense of emptiness? the feeling that you have nothing to begin and left with.
yesterday i lay at the white sofa which sit nicely infront of the tv set from 10am to 11pm. my mum went out shopping, came back and commented that i was crazy. and i thought so too.
i feel like i lost my soul.
this year is passing way too much, it’s november 2008.
is this 1 year a dream or is this 1 year all for real?
could i be the me that was never me?
some things dont come by easy.
i need a getaway before i go mad.
i got used to being anti-social.
these days, i hate to talk to people.
the opposite of happiness.
it’s those kind of depressing mood that you have no explaination to.
it’s demoralising.
it’s…… =(
