Doctor, doctor, won't you please prescribe me something?

Saturday, 12 June 2010

I'm willing to go through all the pain in the world, only if it's worth it.

Monday, 19 April 2010

Oh well.
We beat the odds, which were stacked high up against us.
They feel happy, I feel nothing.
Do I know what ensues? The turmoil that will eventually one way or another, engulf me?
"Go and have fun." But how do I have fun when I can't even feel anymore?
I'm not telling anyone about this, don't want to, don't feel like it.
Will the breakdown today have a recurrence? I sincerely hope not.
Every day, I open my eyes only to find myself tumbling down inevitably into a edgeless, bottomless chasm, falling forever...

Tuesday, 13 April 2010

Chances are lower than low, but am I going to cling on to or let go off the tenuous strand of hope?

Friday, 19 March 2010

For just a moment there, I thought I forgot my password.
Realised I've really left my blog to die ever since my last post, which was 5 days after school opened this year. Now, it's nearly the end of the March holidays.
I'm seriously very exhausted.
I can't handle this but I must.
I don't know what to think anymore.
I've left my head and my heart on the dance floor of life and I don't know where to start looking. Part of me doesn't dare to.
I don't want to give up, but the storm all around me threatens to loosen my grip on the weak strands of hope.
I rarely say this.
But somebody save me from myself.
(Thinking if I should publish this, it's too emo even for me. But what the heck. A few words of hyperness below)

WOBBLING MEOWING PINEAPPLES HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.

Friday, 8 January 2010


Well well, school reopened 5 days ago. Bloody hell. I have to say I have lots of complaints about the new school life. First of all, I hate my class and it's like half of them have no mouths and souls at all. And recess is now cut short by 15 minutes, which makes it 30 minutes now, but the up side is that we have no need to assemble after recess now.
It also seems like T2 has way better teachers than T1. I'm in T1, btw. And their class is more cheerful, even if some of the T2 people say it's dead as well. At least it can't get worse than in mine. The grass is always greener on the other side.
Guess I'll have to take things one step at a time. Sigh.