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Eff it..

  • Oct. 15th, 2009 at 9:05 PM
I am just..

.. emo
.. pissed off
.. fed up
.. angry
.. frustrated
.. depressed

What about friends? One by one betray me..

Be it 8 years, 11 years, 16 years of friendship...

What have I done wrong?

I want to know why..

Always being accused. Just because I dislike explaining???

What's all these?? Fair world? EFF YOU!!

Go away and leave me alone!!!!!!!!!!!




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Friendship

  • Oct. 12th, 2009 at 12:19 AM
We come across obstacles in life. Be it difficult..easy you have to live with it.

My opinion about what happened lately? I personally have no idea about it, it is not about whether I am siding on which side or I do not want to get involved in all these shits, I seriously have had given up and do not want to bother anymore. What happened has happened, if only you could turn back time for people to forgive you unfortunately, it won't be me. I wouldn't say in future I won't but present.. yea. I'm sorry but I'm just being honest. You are just toO fake and people around you are not stupid. That's all I can say. So do not underestimate them.

Hmm.. it's been almost a year since I last posted up something here. I read my previous entries and I found majority of them were EMO post... oops~



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Life of a Keychain

  • Dec. 5th, 2008 at 1:50 AM
I am a keychain. I was bought and brought home by a girl in search of a suitable gift. Well what do you know? I was the lucky one! Well I went through a long journey to my new home. At first I was accompanied by a homemade card which wasn't very friendly because it was far too depressed to make friends with me. There were other random strangers such as a laptop, a harddisk, a mouse, and a lot of wires. They weren't very friendly either, they think that I'm useless and disposable. But I had high spirits so I sat in the bag for almost a full day, looking forward to my bright future. I didn't get thrown around much, mainly because I think I was sitting in a laptop bag.

Anyway...upon reaching my new home, I was attached to this strange looking key. At that point in time I told myself, "this key is something. My life has just begun". True enough. I was brought EVERYWHERE. I travelled to very knowledgeable lectures, tutorials, miles away from home, disgustingly smelly trainings, beaches, restaurants and parties! Well after a while I figured out that I was living in a university. True enough, most of the time my owner camped out in the computer labs. My home was a small little hook, stuck on an overhead shelf. Everytime I was brought back into the room I will be sitting on Mr. PlasticHook. We made fast friends. He told me that he forgot where he was manufactured, but he recently got stuck on the shelf, solely because of my existence. Apparently I am the most important thing to my owner. Without me, my owner won't leave the room. Well I'm not exactly referring to ME when i said that my owner won't leave the room without me. It's the key stuck to me that my owner NEEDS. Not me. I got a little jealous of Key at first because Key was actually the important one, not me. Key was mean to me at first. I was told that my sole existence was just for decorative purposes, and like what the electronics have said, disposable. Plus, Key is always being racist towards me just because I'm not comprised of the same materials as Key,  I was abused by Key, random scratches here and there. I was sad, I felt that I had no reason to be around, other than sit on Mr. PlasticHook and get abused by Key. Key has a good life as my owner constantly makes sure that Key is in the pocket, not the keychain. It's always "did i forget my key?" or "where's my key?" or any phrase that has to do with the word KEY. I felt disposable. I wanted to detach myself from Key and escape from this cruel world.

But things took a turn. My owner would randomly toss me around while chatting on the phone, only to realise that I've been abused by Key, and I could actually see the concern on my owner's face because I was abused! At home, sometimes I would be held against my owner's palm, looked at, inspected, held. It was love. That was when I have a reason to live again. Without me, Key is of no significance! Key does not get lost because of me. Key gets to talk to Mr. PlasticHook because of me. Key is the key to the room but I was WANTED. Not NEEDED. I was used because my owner wanted me. Key realised the situation, stopped being so stuck up and we started talking like civilised 'things'. Day in day out, I was happily stuck to Key for 10 solid months! We started staying up late at night talking to each other, disturbing Mr. PlasticHook from his sleep. We were in l*ve.

I was about to propose to Key when Key was detached and thrown with a whole bunch of other keys...and just like that..i lost Key. We were separated, and I was put in a box and locked up in a drawer, together with a bunch of cards. Right now, I only want to be with Key. I'm going to be here for a couple of months, before reuniting with Key again. This time when I do, I'm going to make every second count.

Key,
My only combination,
My only l*ve,
When I see you next,
I'll make sure I make you mine,
And I don't want to lose you again.
I don't want any other,
Just you.
They might look like you,
They might be exactly like you,
But they can never be you.
You're everything I've ever wanted.
I l*ve you.

I've laid all the cards on the table,
The rest is up to you.

Love,
Keychain




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Pickup lines

  • Sep. 18th, 2008 at 3:08 AM

I’m not sure what to do

I’ll just pretend like I never knew you

It’ll be easier to deal with pain that way

Maybe I’ll forget you a little every day

Then I’ll finally be able to say, I’m okay~




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...

  • Aug. 6th, 2008 at 9:54 PM

I may hate you sometimes.
That is not true, but sometimes I think it is.




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six months

  • Jul. 18th, 2008 at 12:17 AM



You dedicated this to me and now i'm posting it here on this "special" day, just for you.





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Supplementary examination

  • Jul. 15th, 2008 at 10:38 PM

Two months back, i posted the timetable for final exams. Two months later, supplementary's... on the SAME day!!


Exam Timetable, Semester 1 Supplementary and Deferred, 2008

17th July (09:30-12:30)     - BUS224 Corporate Finance


http://www.murdoch.edu.au/admin/timetables/exams/



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Happy birthday my love

  • Jul. 13th, 2008 at 2:05 AM

Happy 22nd birthday to the one...
I treasure the most,
I cherish the most,
I adore the most,
I miss the most,
I love the most.

It’s been days seem like years since you’ve gone. Happiness is getting further away; everything doesn’t seem to be right. It seems to go wrong in every way, everything I do, every word I say, every dream I dream. Things cannot be changed; I can’t change your mind =( Losing you it’s been the hardest things to do. I’ve been driving around to places I’m not familiar with, sitting all alone every day telling myself that somehow I’ll survive. Tears start falling when I think of you. And I start missing all the times we spent, the words we say, and the things we did. I loved those times; I can’t help but miss the love I knew.

Email I’d sent on the 5th, I do not know if you’ve read it. Or you might have deleted without reading. Perhaps, I mean nothing to you anymore but the content inside, is what my heart wants to tell you. If you still have the mail, last paragraph I meant it!! And it is valid from now through eternity. That’s a promise from me to you.

Darling, I miss you more with each passing day.

Thank you for...
the hugs,
the kisses,
the memories,
the special gifts,
the chocolates,
the flowers,
the things that money can't buy,
the sweetest words, poems I've ever received,
the precious moments when you were still in Malaysia,
~movies, driving me to college, starbucks
...and most of all, thank you for loving me.

I love you... so infinitely~

Have a happy birthday sweetheart.




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