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27.December.2003 12:13pm

speak noir...

Woah, blink of an eye and one months has passed since the end of my exams. Been keeping busy with my competition trainings and theatre productions. Tired seems so inadequate in describing how I feel at the moment. :P Maybe, just maybe I might turn into a hermit next semester and laugh at all the silly buggers who burnt their holidays participating in hall's activities. Then again maybe not... *grin*

Okay here's today topic, Mystery can be such a pretty lie. For some unknown reason, this line pop out in my head a few days ago. Okay maybe not so unknown, the above-mentioned line came into existence right after a silly quarrel I had with my girlfriend and for the splitest (?) of seconds, I thought to myself "Hmm so there is this whole dark side in both of us that we never see before" and love for that moment isn't really like the strawberry-strewn picture at the start.

So I was thinking, the mystery of discovering something new is always so enticing, so much so that sometimes, despite great warnings, we tend to jump right into the deep end of the pool. (That's why we need lifeguards, but that's another story) But then again, without discovery I guess we can just look forward to a life of boredom and mediocre life. No guts no glory. Hmm anyone understand what I am trying to say here?

05.December.2003 6:06pm

addiction is a very bad word.

Well the holidays has come and it's been a while since that stressful exams period. Training for my inter-hall games has started and rehearsals for my play have started too. So all in all busy busy.

Before you guys continue to read this, please be aware this is a rant entry. Occasional swear words or explicit ideas might be found here. So be ware!

Grrr. I'm really pissed off when people tells me one thing like "Oh I missed you", "how have you been doing?" or "Going to catch you later" when their actions don't really complement what they said. Now, after 23 years of being me, I have learnt one thing about me. I can be quite possessive, in terms of friendship and love. Think that is why I don't go clubbing, because I really hate it when my friends go off and party with some other friends they see.

Is that selfish bastard I hear someone whispering out there?

Well that's me, I can be sociable but I also have a much more private side. Saying is the easiest thing to do for everyone. So next time I just wished that the actions match the words.

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