hi, havent been posting for some time. time really flies. it's already the end of the 2nd wk of hols and havent started anything really proper!!
anyway, wk 10 had sabb kayaking 1 star and ocean ambassador, not bad la, felt that i learnt a lot. that wk flew.
hol wk 1 was co marathon. got to be a lot closer to CO, in particular tanbo and seniors with all our lunches and dinners and JTS and present giving to bid farewell to them after concert. they gonna prepare for 'A' levels le. here's wishing them all the best! then sun was concert. w00t. i really enjoyed it. thanks to all who came haha. sound like i got solo or something >.< but really la, thanks for spending $15 hehe. oh and thanks for the flowers. but they are dying le -.-
now mapling is like eating up my hols la. and lots of going out. having fun eh? thats not going to help my block tests la. gg le. fully dead. okok must buck up liao.
yup. here's the short report of my life so far. a bit not doing all the fun i had in these 2 wks justice, but just too much to say la hehe. cya. muz study wor!
if only life could be so cheerful and stuff. if only everyone can be in a spirited mood and be happy, high and all. if only there are no downs in one's life, only ups. but these are all impossible. life does have its downs. sometimes it just crumples together. so heavily. i could hardly breathe. yet i just cant lift a finger to help. to save myself. why am i so useless? why cant i buck up? i dunno. im just leaving myself to rot.
im totally screwing up my whole life.
mebbe i just cant be independent. ever since jc life, all the decisions i've made. i think more than half of them are like wrong. totally. i dunno wad im going to do to salvage the situation.
oh shit. im breaking down. not emotionally. more of... "literally". i cant really put it across. nvm.
oh ya. i just realised that perhaps wad people say are true. blogs although are supposed to show ur true self and for u to vent frustration and stuff, they can never reflect wad u truly feel. such things are forever kept in out hearts, not something that words or a webpage can help to express or anything. after all, they are meant for the public.
chanel handbags no matter how much u want to release ur sorrow or anger, theres always a limit in blogging. or ulterior motive of any kind. it's just...too fake. but in any case, im gonna try to continue blogging. even if they dont reflect wad i actually think. it still helps, to a certain extent.
but that doesnt keep me from being moody tonight.
bye all. saluting u: me, my sad songs and a cup of warm milo. of cos the night and the silence. thats of utmost importance.
p.s. man can be so superficial. if i had ended at the top portion, wad a different effect that is. how fake i could actually be if i ended there. thats so scary.