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Kill
The Light
take ‘em out, turn ‘em off, break ‘em down.
Sunday, January 27, 2008

The ability to cry.

its like throwing out all my frustrations.
its a refreshing feeling after tearing.

it takes quite a lot for me to perform this ability. I admire wimps, of course i do.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

One of my juniors told me this: 'time will continue to tick by and earth will continue to rotate.'

It kept me thinking for awhile, indeed it has. I've gotta move on, everyone else is.
I guess i got all my time to myself for 3 weeks already. Its more than enough.

yepp. i feel better now.

Friday, January 18, 2008

I found something in my com the other day, it was written by one of my friends
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There was always a smile on that face of hers, a charm which never goes unnoticed .Even when I’m in the deepest of emotions just a glimpse of her would never fail to brighten up my darkened soul.
Her cheerfulness was accompanied by innocence, which was a common combination.

I approached her realizing how charming she was; even looking at her everyday would never bore me. Judy would never been able to hold my hands if I noticed her charm earlier.

It was a moment of rashness and I asked for her e-mail. Expecting to be questioned I thought of what to reply her. Her stunned face gave me an indirect answer.

“Its okay if you do not…”

I was interrupted with a slip of paper and that familiar smile.


Judy left.
My new partner needed as much time and attention as she does; my computer.

I lay on my bed trying to take a break from the computer. A sudden sound from the computer alerted me. I got back to my ‘workplace’ and found a messenger pop up window. The contact was not a regular but was familiar, it was her. My attention was immediately directed onto the screen.


Hello. Are u free now?

Of course I am.

If you don’t mind could u listen to my problem?

I wondered why someone would tell a stranger or even someone she is not familiar with about her problems. Furthermore, someone she has not even spoken a word to before.
With an act of courtesy,

Gladly.

Actually, I...

The following lines changed my life forever. There was certainly more to that innocence and cheerfulness.
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Things u do when u are bored.. hahas

Friday, January 11, 2008

Those motivational speakers.
Those workshops we attended.
We may find it lame at first but at the end of it don't u find tt it helped?
I truly admired those people who conducts workshops and especially those motivational speakers.
They tend to touch your hearts and help u in an indirect way which u wldn't realized until the end of everything.
Besides tt, when u don't think it helped,u wld not give them a 'thank you'.
Im sure tt they wld not need a thx when they had failed.

perhaps its why im intersted in tt course. hehe


With the days passing by without me knowing...
I've been doing almost e same old things everyday.
Read a few pages of my book. Surf e web.
Its kinda boring as this gets along.

This book i have been reading surprises me.
Does fate really exists?
To a realistic person like me i feel tt we ourselves choose our own fate.
BUT.
Why do i know the people around me?
How did i get such close and good friends?
hmmm?

There are things around which can't be proven.
Many things in fact, its a mysterious world.

geez. im crappin again =P