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Saturday, August 30, 2008
believe

Went out with sherman and edrick to comex fair for the 2nd time, cos sherman wanted to view his CPU and some desktops there. Then later went out to catch star wars at AMK HUB with them, haha. After the show ended was ard 11.40 pm, rotted in the arcade for ard 30 mins or less till edrick father came and fetch them all to serangoon gardens. I decided to walk back home, as there was no more public transport and i didnt want to cab back cos im rather broke. 

Thus i began walking home, i began crying just as i had my first few steps on the way home. The reason i was crying was because i felt that if i persevered longer in certain parts of my life, it would be better for me, i thought of every negative and positive thing that could happen to me. The journey back home seemed really hard, almost impossible. As i began walking, i didnt look back, looking back would be encouraging but also de-motivational. I learnt that in life, if your thrown into a situation, you would jolly well have to complete it. And that was what i did to myself, i said" i had to walk home by hook or by crook" and here i am typing this blog post.

I came back 13 mins ago, thinking of love, reading the past blog that we brothers established almost more then a year ago. I thought of you, but your just a memory, a illusion, you're there but you are not seeing me, never will & never would.

Im not feeling very well, probably im tired. the first cut is indeed the deepest.


posted @ 10:29 AM





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