oh genting;

many people go to genting for different reasons.

my, the death defying rollercoaster ride.

i mean, what could beat swerving down that slippery hill, manevouring so close to that skimpy edge, it’ll leave you clinging on for dear life. and as if not scary enough, that thick blanket of fog adds mystery to what’s ahead. you’ll never know, that cliff you last saw zooming past might have been the last thing you see.

oh the thrill, only at $4.60 per bus ride.

note : not for the pregnant or faint hearted.

say cheese;

check out my balls (:

can you feel it;

ah fat!
i miss you.

so much to say, so little time;

everywhere to me;

i’m quite annoyed, com keeps hanging. ever since they got it repaired.

quickies.
took driving today.simpler than i thought. still awaiting uni’s eCOE. been taking loads of off days, work is..negligible. i havent replied moron, and shirlyn. aunty’s going for op soon, hope everything goes smoothly.

things seem easier when i dont think about it, but i dont feel it either..like, it hasnt hit me that i actually drove. am i being ignorant or slow to take reality?

confessions;

usher’s song stuck in my head.

i dont really think i know what i’m doing, cause. i feel so unprepared. i’ve changed so much. from knowing it all, to not knowing anything. there can never be a real balance, can there?

carpe diem, there are just some things you cant. when will i realise that. i’ve to prioritise. work. school. studies.

perhaps, i’ll be more settled when things are more finalised.

alone;

{ music : joseph arthur  in the sun }

But i was caught in between all you wish for and all you need

i’m a whirpool.

i’ve got a hundred thoughts running through my mind in a second. i need a quiet place, with a simple breeze to think things through.

sure i’m excited. definitely i’m scared. but reality hasnt hit me yet. it hasnt sunk in.

this morning, mum was lying on the sofa, hugging lucky and scooby. and then she asked which one was going over. i kept quiet. as much as i would like both to be with me, i’ve to leave one behind, so my mum’ll look at it and remember me. but how could i separate the both of them?

i know it sounds silly, it’s just 2 soft toys. but to me, it’s not. it’s more. it’s my whole life. candice (she’s first cause she teared ytd), my family, my grandma, my friends, and you.

i’m really torn right now. i’m holding in so many emotions. i havent had the chance to let it out. when candice teared up ytd, i wanted to cry too, but i told myself i couldnt because i had to be stronger, for her. but how much longer can i hold up?

is my mum sad that i’m leaving?

breathe;

{ music : Frankie J – how do i breathe }

it’s been awhile since i had some personal space, a time for me to collect my thoughts. i, dont really know what i’m doing anymore. maybe it’s better that i dont think, and just act. work is tiring, but it’s keeping evil thoughts at bay. i’m tired. so tired, i dont think about anything else. i’m neglecting my personal life. i’ve so much to do, and yet, there’s so little time. september is very important. i’ve to decide on the school, spend time with mum and dad, do my driving, catch up with friends..

anyways, random scribble.

the music’s too loud.
i cant hear the world cry.

memories replay
only to fade.

why do we feel pain to be happy?
hurt to feel happiness?

once bitten
twice shy
third time foolish?

have you ever been alone in a crowded room;

the back of my throat’s burning up. i can feel the acid rising. my eyes are heavy. i’m sleep deprived. my heart, it’s aching. but i havent got time, havent got the energy to think about it. something’s missing..my pillar. the foundation, it’s collapsed.

where art thou?

ask me when i’m 40;

throwing myself into work is making time zoom by. maybe it’s the hormones/lack of sleep/ovaries talking, but whatever it is, i know now. i dont mind, and you dont matter. so dude, just walk away. you’re too late.

for those who are absolutely clueless, i’m not telling either. hah.