this is the first time i felt helpless when i studied in KAP, economics.
two days and i cannot remember much.
Maybe its the noise in kap.
3 more days and it is over for me,
we will know my fate.
and up to now, i am not very sure where i should head if the worst come to worse.
i realise i suck at writing about my life, i do not know what to write.
Write what i really feel ?
Write what i think at every point of my life when life goes down and up?
I cannot afford to hurt anymore people,
Friends may be superficial in JC but,
the truth really hurts.
EVEn when people do not reply,
a glint of hope is really about sms, no reply = u should give up
and should i give up?
Foundation of friendship is weak,
Progress seemed impossible,
blame blame me
TRUThs, hurt. i talk , i write, HURTS big time. it's better to let them guess if it's himself i am referring to. CHANGE CHANGe for the better.
OR is it,
TO suit me?
TO suit my life? For some times i really doubt if being quiet will salvage things.
GOD?
a name to call myself.
But i have proven no fireballs.
NO signs of bliss to the people.
Useless i may be, i am better off ordinary.
LOook at myself before u judge others.
I have no right to critisize.
rotten home i am brought up in.
I convince myself i am rich cause i have guards beneath my house.
But more often than not, i see myself in slums.
TIES are not strong.
Bonds are like weak intermolecular forces.
i do not know them, they do not know me.
NERDS, fuck off
.][-Splattered my blood on
8:05 PM