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Thursday, April 15, 2010

Goodbye the days of hardwork and nightlife.
Like what they say, all good things must come to an end.
The days at qi li xiang were one of my happiest so far.
No pretenious fakey friends, only down right honest ones.

Im gonna miss all of you.






Life's been more miserable ever since.
Its funny how misery loves company and it found its way to me.
Im so tired of the dramas and the metal abuse.
Weighing me down so much i almost felt like im like with nothing
but a fragile outer shell.


Moving away from the emos, i caught Clash of the titans
recently.


I cant deny that im freaking disappointed!
I tell you why.
Boring start and low climate and easy ending.

Yawns....

And somehow it portrays a bad image of God.
I duno, maybe its just me....

Running tru the monsoon