Saturday, October 29, 2005
8:45 PM
results are out.. i failed my advertising! oh mi goddddd... oh well, nothing much that i can do about it except to pray for my sub paper which i will be doing on the 10th of december.. lucky me, its before my enlistment.. so many plans for my future, should i stay in sg and complete my studies or pursue my aviation dream? time will tell.. would be working at the roadshows for starhub at lucky plaza, guess wont be having much time to spare.. hopefully able to get together with my close friends for one last time..
Sunday, October 23, 2005
8:57 PM
many issues to start off with. uhmm, finally my exams are officially over. at least i think i can pass the paper, hopefully. had this really long walk with her that seems to be like eternity. poor ash gotta walk really really far and was so tired she slept for the whole of saturday. although we didnt talk much, i enjoyed the quiet moment that we had. if only i did not fell for her, things would be easier. fighting over a girl with another friend is no joke man. i so wanna give up but somehow its really hard. if expressing out was so easy i would had done that but no matter how i force myself, its just too hard. sigh.
Saturday, October 15, 2005
2:07 AM
right on. called up for ns at a stupid time, wtf on the 13th december where i cant even enjoy my freaking christmas? thiiiisssss juuuusttt succcckkk...there's so many things i had not done finish, my results my papers. it just screws up all my plans..sigh
Saturday, October 08, 2005
12:51 AM
NEW FOUND GLORY -UNDERSTATEMENT
I'm Sick of Smiling And so is my jaw
Can't you see my front is crumbling down?
I'm sick of being someone im not
Please get me out of this slump
I'm sick of clapping
When I know I can do it better for myself
I'm sick of waiting Sick of all these words that will never matter
I wire all these nerves together Hoping for a chance to think on time And I'm tracing over your letter To see if your intentions are as good as mine
But you're getting worse I swear it It's hard to prove you're an understatement
You're getting worse and I know That you'll be calling, calling, calling me again
I'm done with everything
That had to do with you
Don't worry you pictures are already burned
I'm done with new friends
Don't sell yourself short You'll lose it in the end
I wire all these nerves together Hoping for a chance to think on time And I'm tracing over your letter To see if your intentions are as good as mine
