I feel that my time trickling away. Yet I am in such great inertia. I see no future but I am still in it. I am afraid to change, to dream, to charge ahead. I want to be in charge. I want to change things around. But i do not know if I am willing to sacrifice that much.

I make life difficult for myself.

confusionism.

the art of leading a confused life yet staying saint and being socially acceptable. AH CRAP

Maybe i shouldn't have agreed to go nxt yr. I think its making things complicated. And prolonging something not v promising and possibly cynical.

I can't be your mummy's boy forever. One day I have to come out and leave.

I didn't know about the existence of the stats function. Interesting function. O well have left the blogging scene for ages. Find it pretty pointless if I can't or rather, simply do not really have the courage to verbalise my thoughts truthfully. Been offering snippets of my life that is has always been politically and socially correct and chucking everything else inside. shove and bury.

Monotones. I need to transform and progress. But the resistance is immense. How ah. Some of my friends said that I have actually been changing for the better over the years. but its always the downs in life that makes u feel v bad about yourself and somehow disgustingly become contagious. You start to paint the worse pictures of other aspects of your life. EMO. Haa.

Sleep. Work. Repeat. 应该就是这样了吧。

咖啡淡了 是因为冰块溶了
没怎么了 淡了就是淡了
搁在桌上还要不要

不再爱了 是因为感情坏了
你怎么了 坏了就是坏了
没有什么大不了
我们不快乐
快乐后不再快乐
就在最后的一秒
抱了 吻了 哭了
快乐不快乐
没什么快不快乐
就在最后的一秒
我们的关系 就这样了

天亮醒了 是因为心情好了
没怎么了 我会爱上另外的人
爱情 大概都这样了