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Tilting The Hourglass
i'm not quite sure if i could care anymore

because
you could swear, curse fate, blame everything and hate yourself,
but when you finally reached the end,
you eventually have to let go

Tuesday, September 15, 2009
4:15 PM



hi. i'm writing to inform you that this blog will no longer be updated with entries. you could call it a hiatus but it's going to be a rather long hiatus before i will write anything more. this will be my final entry. until then, this blog will my source for uploading my sketches, stories and poems..and other things that i deem interesting and worthy. yeah. so, this is it. if this means anything, keep a look out for the other two navigating boxes on the left (the dude covered in hearts and the anime couple). i'll be adding some stuff soon. farewell.


Monday, September 14, 2009
12:02 PM



booooooooooooo-ggggerrrrrrr. yeah. hello. ossu. genki desu ka? i'm très exhausted. hmm..exhausted is so overrated. i shall use debilitated then. anyhoo,..haven't written for quite some time. i've been sketching instead of studying..can't be bothered to anyways. oh yeah, i got a merit for my guitar exam. the most shocked person was my...guitar teacher. haha. because i didn't practice and even until the day before my exam began, she said i was horrible. well, it's hilarious...

and then, pooooff.

i found another addiction. yay for me. i'm not going to tell you. *sticks tongue out* um..um..i don't know what else to rant about. i always say that. well, my brain's all muggy. as you all know (just pretend you do even if you don't) i'm not a fan of rap. whooppee. i'm not fond of their lyrics which is always about girls, sex and money. but there's this particular song which i like. it's called, "someone I once knew" by dead celebrity status. go listen to it if you want to. well, my music tastes are different from others. you may like it or hate it. but i don't care anyways. yep. i guess that's all for today. jaa ne!


Vowing to never ever take crap from anyone anymore is the first step towards self-development.


Tuesday, September 1, 2009
11:28 AM



You confuse me. A lot.


Saturday, August 15, 2009
12:18 AM



I feel so frail. Been sick since Thursday. -.- Yeah. I can't think much right now. I've started on a new story project. It's titled, 'Forbidden: Beautiful Nightmare'. It's something like Twilight since it's Twiligfht insprired but I hope that it's better..

Sometimes I just wish you can understand my feelings.


Wednesday, August 12, 2009
5:20 PM



"A broken heart can hurt, but it's the memories that kill you"

I was venting out all my anger in this post earlier but it got obliterated. I guess that the thing was stopping me from posting that anguish-filled post to the public because I know that I'll regret it. Sighs.




Monday, August 3, 2009
4:53 PM




"It hurts beyond physical pain—something you'll never understand."


I'm writing today. Yay. -.- It's August which means that the MT results will be out soon. In a pointless, worthless and foolish way, I'm hoping that I'll get at least a B3 so then there willl be no more MT for me. I've totally shut down on MT, haven't written anything in that language for months. So, I'm keeping my fingers crossed. I'm also going to get my guitar exam results which I highly doubt that I'll pass. My english, math and physics tests have been quite satisfactory for me right now and I know that it won't be the same for the upcoming prelims lest the big O hence I'm indulging in anything that keeps me slightly motivated. The 'rents were at it again yesterday. Thank god I wasn't around to face the shit. Went to catch a movie...and came home like around 11. Realised I hadn't done Lit and got busted by Aljunied in the morning. -.-" Sighs..blogging isn't fun when there are tons of restrictions. Who cares if a blog has heaps of vulgarities? Then it's the reader's common sense to click on the red X button on the top right hand corner of the bloody screen. A blog is one's freedom to post whatever shit they want. It's their personal but public diary. The cyberworld is not reality (so why the heck must there be invisible laws and conditions?) It's nonsensical. Don't mind me. I'm rambling quite a bit.

Maybe things will get better once I'm gone.


Friday, July 24, 2009
11:21 PM

It's been precisely 21 days since I updated this. The reason: I've been really busy. Every day, my supplementry ends around 5pm except for friday (which finishes at 3.45pm) and by the time I'm home, I'm utterly exhausted. It's crazy and killing me. To add on, monday's my guitar exam and I've got to leave school by 11.30am. Sighs. All this effort I'm putting in, it'd better been worth it. I'm going to Sydney in November after my examinations...but I don't feel like going there at all. I don't know what's with the sudden change of heart. It must be the scorching weather. The heatwave is getting to me. Um, what else can I blab about?...hmmm...oh yeah, I look like C-R-A-P in this photo.



Friday, July 3, 2009
5:37 PM


Hello. So this is my foremost entry for July. I'm not sure if I can find the time to write more but we'll see. Yesterday was oral for me at BPSS. The school's better than mine but I guess life's never fair. And I've just found out that my LC would be on the same day as my guitar exam which means I've got to leave school early, rush to funan for the exam and rush back to school for another exam. I'm still wondering when disease will hit me. Anyways, school is a drag. I can't wait to get out of there - get out of here too and go far, far away. (to Korea or Australia/US to live with my cousins ^ ^) So...I'm trying out this new thing - potrait sketching. I've been sketching a lot of animes (well, a lot would be an overstatement. I've about thirteen in my album.) I'm going to far east on Monday because I really need a day out...but I haven't ask my dad yet. -.-" I'm going to make him buy another B&J tub of ice cream :) Then I can wallow up in my sorrow with it and gain weight. Sighs...I don't even eat much and I'm a fucking buffalo.



Tuesday, June 9, 2009
11:52 AM



3 more days to go. Then it's the end of the supplemetary lessons. 2nd week into the june 'holidays' and I'm barely alive. My cousin and aunt have gone back to Australia. I can't wait for O levels to be over because then I'll be going to Australia and for the concert in december. Can't wait. Had oral today and A was like, "conversation and reading no problem but you got to brush up on your description skills." -.-" Why the hell is picture decription even part of the oral?! What can you describe about a picture that has nothing much about it at all?! It's irrational.

They tell me to hold on. What am i holding on to?


Korean moment.





Thursday, June 4, 2009
3:08 AM


Went to school today for supps. I'm so glad that the science camp has finally ended. 1st period was english then the lit workshop at some club. Saw KF and CH before I left. At the club, there were like tons of people form different schools (there was a cute guy too) and me and P didn't pay much attention but instead made new friends. -.-" Yeah, so there. I've nothing much to say. Went for guitar at 5 then went to east coast because my aunt wanted to eat satay before she goes back to Australia. So, we walked around the beach until like 11, then my mom drove to mt faber for no reason and we went to the jewels..some luxurious place there. The toilet alone was damn beautiful (I want that to be my future toilet. LOL.) and then we went to the bar to drink...came back at about 2 and won't be able to wake up for tmr's supp. -.-"

I can't to move on but I don't want to wait forever. I dont' know what to do.



the entrance

there's a frickin sofa in there

the full glass window is see through from outside at night

& the table has an aquarium underneath!



Wednesday, June 3, 2009
11:31 PM



Well, I'm back here today to write another post. I know I've been gone for quite a long time especially on msn but I see no purpose to go online actually. My life has been immersed with a lot of things. At least I could find this few minutes to spare for this pathetic blog of mine. I'm so dead tired and going to collapse any moment from this dire lack of sleep and constant hounding of those old folks. I'm hoping, no begging to get at least a B3 for my mt o levels so that I needn't retake. I can't tolerate anymore mt. Oh please, no more. Give me a break. Now, with that temporarily out of the way, I've got to prepare for my o level orals and guitar exam in July. Sighs...I don't wish to go home anymore because it's starting to be a hellhouse. I'm so sick and tired. I wish that you would just spare a considerate thought for me. I know you have your own problems but just stop taking them out on me. I'm not your punching bag. I already have a hefty load on my shoulders and in my mind. Please, don't burden me anymore. Just let me be alone and I'll fix my own problems. I may take the wrong way out but things don't solve miraculously by themselves overnight. It takes time. I know that there's a lot of flaws in me and I know of my addiction but I'm not stupid enough to execute out what you perspected. I just want peace and comfort.

When will I be free from this loneliness?


Wednesday, May 6, 2009
8:35 PM



"I can't take it much longer."


Shut up. Just shut the fuck up! Leave me the fuck alone!!! I don’t need anyone in my fucking life at all!! All of you just get the fuck out and leave me the hell alone!! You don’t know me at all and I am not going to let anyone in anymore so GET OUT!!! I’m so fucking sick and tired of putting up with these stupid, pointless acts! I don’t see why the hell I have to please all of you and be wary of your feelings!!! Why the fuck did I give a damn?! Just let me live my own life. Stop butting in because I do not need anyone. I’m fine on my own!

At times I feel I'm losing control
Like I'm out of my mind, going insane
This rage I hold so close, this fear
Is turning rage to fury and fear to hate

The life I wish I had, the one I often craved
You took it all, you took my life away
I kept my hatred, my rage suppressed inside
Now you’re playing with fire and I’m about to blow

I dodged every rebuke that you spewed out
I tried to contain myself before anything else
You’re skating on thin ice, you’ve reached my limit
Better back off before I unleash your personal hell

A flash
A flare
I'm burnt
And scarred

When you can’t find a reason, sure blame it on me
Isn’t it fun to try and break me and rip me apart?
You yell and scream and shout your lungs out
Then punch and smash and smack to get my secrets out

My body’s starving and you think I did it on purpose
But you don’t know that it’s a disease that’s killing me
My wrists bleed red for I cut to distract myself from you
You think it's just a cry for help but I wish to end this life

I numbed my heart, forced myself to be cold
Bottled up everything, kept it hidden from the world
I am not myself; surely even you can see
It’s this raging beast that’s taking over me


Monday, April 20, 2009
8:00 PM



(Poem composed by me):

Anxiety holds a tight grip on me
Ana is starving me for perfection
Misery loves my solitary company
And self-harm serves as a distraction

Apathy kept me from falling apart
Depression just won't let me go
And with pent-up emotions inside of me
I’m getting ready to blow

I thought they were all my friends
For they kept me alive while I was alone
I realized I was just a prisoner trapped
They fed on me till I became just bones

Still, I have no way out of their grasps
I’ve fallen victim to life’s cruel game
They took away my family and my friends
And I know things for me will never be the same

Counting calories, I'm gaining control now.


Monday, April 13, 2009
5:24 PM




"There's nothing wrong with me. Really. I just hate the person I see in the mirror."


Inside I was broken
Damaged and worn
My insides were bleeding
As if touched by a thorn

My limbs were like jelly
Collapsing with each stride
The pins and needles stinging
Not something I could hide

Gurgle, the only message
For me to understand
That my stomach was begging
For food to take its stand

Breaking down each day
As thoughts run through my head
What is the point of this?
I may as well be dead

Turned to more deadly deeds
To take away this pain
Just to make things worse
Depressed and so insane

No matter what I did
No matter what I thought
It all came back to living
And I was so distraught

Self harmed a million times
Wishing I was dead
Could not feel the pain
I was numb instead

Sang myself to sleep
With melody confined
Each sad song is a memory
Of times that have passed by

Made a wish to see
A life with joy, less pain
But what was around the corner
Was what I could not tame

A monster runs my body
These scars were once made deep
Judgmental and defensive
Ana has made me weak

I guess I'm just addicted to destroying that girl in the mirror. She deserves all the punishment I'm inflicting on her.


Tuesday, April 7, 2009
7:10 PM





"I can't help it. I'm addicted."

(Imperfection - Skillet)

You're worth so much, it'll never be enough
To see what you have to give
How beautiful you are, yet seem so far
From everything you're wanting to be
You're wanting to be

Tears falling down again
Tears falling down...

You fall on your knees, you beg, you plead
Can I be somebody else?
For all the times I hate myself
Your failures devour your heart in every hour
You're drowning in your imperfection

You mean so much that heaven would touch
The face of humankind for you
How special you are, you revel in your day
You're fearfully and wonderfully made
You're wonderfully made

Tears falling down again
Come let the healing begin

You fall on your knees, you beg, you plead
Can I be somebody else?
For all the times I hate myself
Your failures devour your heart in every hour
You're drowning in your imperfection

You're worth so much, so easily crushed
Wanna be like everyone else
No one escapes, every breath we take
Dealing with our own skeletons, skeletons

You fall on your knees, you beg, you plead
Can I be somebody else?
For all the times I hate myself
Your failures devour your heart in every hour
You're drowning in your imperfection

Won't you believe, yeah
Won't you believe, yeah
All the things I see in you

You're not the only one
You're not the only one
Drowning in imperfection

The trick is to keep breathing...shut out the world and seal your heart so you will remain emotionless.



Sunday, April 5, 2009
7:39 PM


An overwhelming sensation of hatred pours into my eyes
As I stare at this person that causes me so much pain
She looks at me and just sighs
Wondering what happened to make my face so plain

She asks me why my eyes look so empty, so desperate
They've cried all that they can cry, there's nothing left in them
They feel the pain my heart feels, such a painful way
Keeping all these emotions bottled up, they are lost inside

She says she can see right through me
She knows I’m not happy, she knows what I do
She watches me and that rusted blade
She watches the blood drip and slowly fade

This girl that stares at me all day
Is just another reflection that watches my every move
And hopes that someone, someday
Will come rescue me from my self inflicted hell

This stupid reflection is messing with my head
It’s taking over my confidence, my self esteem
She slowly lifts her head for her eyes to meet with mine
She has one last question so I can come clean

Why do you always dress in black? She asks
I’m mourning, I answer, with tears running down my face
Who are you mourning? She asks
Myself...I answer once more

I'll carve my apologies on my wrists, and let the guilt drip down my fingertips.



Thursday, April 2, 2009
6:36 PM


Hello. Well, I'Font sizem back after almost 2 weeks of not blogging. Truthfully, I have nothing to say at all. Words have dissipated from my mind. There’s no word that could describe what I’m feeling right now.

Emotion –noun
1.
A mental state that arises spontaneously rather than through conscious effort and is often accompanied by physiological changes; a feeling.
2. A state of mental agitation or disturbance.
3. The part of the consciousness that involves feeling; sensibility.
4. The emotions of joy, sorrow, reverence, hate, and love.

"He spoke unsteadily in a voice that betrayed his emotion."
"The very essence of literature is the war between emotion and intellect." (Isaac Bashevis)


Somebody help me. I really need help. There’s something wrong with me. I’m not myself anymore. I can’t go back. It’s eating me alive. Irrational thoughts are overwhelming inside. I’m anxious, I’m afraid. Scratch those thoughts. Forget what I said. I’m absolutely fine. Really. Just leave me alone. Don’t take a step closer or else I’ll let go. I don’t need anyone. I don’t need anything. I just want...I don’t know what I want. I just need one reason. One. There’s blood trickling down my arm and yet I don't feel a thing. I want to be good enough. I want please you. But I’m cursed with imperfections and flaws that you keep reminding me of. I can’t hold on much longer. The strings are snapping. I’m going to let go. The only way out of this will be suicide because I can’t try any harder. I’ve been doing my best. I want to forget the bitter and horrible past but the memories are embedded deep within and have been haunting me throughout the years. But, I’m fine. Believe me. I’m okay. It’s easier to play pretend because I can temporarily be normal again.


You can't kill what you can't feel. It wouldn't sting, It won't break. I'm just a face..that needs no name.


Saturday, March 21, 2009
12:14 PM




I have finally mastered Lucky by Jason Mraz Ft. Colbie Caillat, Tongue Tied & When I'm With You by Faber Drive, Secret Valentine by We The Kings, Love Story by Taylor Swift, In Another Life by The Veronicas, Emotionless & Hold On by Good Charlotte and Broken by Seether Ft. Amy Lee on my classical guitar. Sweet. Next, I'll be starting to master more songs on my electric guitar.

Pain and lies. Cuts and bruises. So this is what I've become - dead inside.



Friday, March 20, 2009
11:29 AM


(Emotionless - Good Charlotte):

It's been a long hard road without you by my side
Why weren't you there all the nights that we cried
You broke my mother's heart, you broke your children for life
It's not okay, but we're all right

I remember the days you were a hero in my eyes
But those are just a long lost memory of mine
I spent so many years learning how to survive
Now I'm writing just to let you know I'm still alive


I guess it's true. Bad habits will never change. I thought that I could forgive you for what happened in the past but I can't. No matter how you try to make it up to me, I'll always remember those hurtful times. It's not easy to forget. People talk loads of bullshit. Trying to tell me to forgive and forget but how can you forget when you never forgive? How can you forgive when you can't forget the bitter past? If the past is meant to be buried, then you shouldn't be appearing in my present and future. You don't know what I'm hiding, you don't know me at all. You just assume the worst. But if you had been here with us, you would know at least one shit. Why stop me from my death when you're partly driving me to it? It's my life, I'll do whatever fuck I want with it. You can't shape me and force me to live what you desire because I'm not going to anymore. I'm so sick and tired of trying to be nice and start anew. You don't deserve it.

My heart is not a heart, but a cage. And fake smiles are just a camouflage, for what resembles rage.


Thursday, March 19, 2009
10:47 AM



What a way to spend the week's break. Supplementary classes and straight to the hospital until 8pm. My grandmother has been there since Sunday and she is still unconscious. Slowly falling into a coma-like state, they had thought of putting her into the ICU. But they didn’t. Who could bear to see and old lady live on machines with more needles piercing through her wrinkled flesh? My other grandmother is also in hospital but I can’t visit her because she’s not living in Singapore. I haven’t even got the time to start on the brimming pile of homework. So yesterday I made my trip to TTSH again...The guy is still there. I think it’s his mother on the bed next to us. His siblings arrived in the evening, they exchanged some words and then they were in tears again. I think his mother is going to go soon. Seems like the same scene that happened with my grandfather has struck his...There were more people though, church people and they were praying for her. Any-hoo, I walked around Novena Square and Square 2 for a while. There were a lot of ‘mats’ and I say that with a disgusted tone in my voice. Stare at me like they have never seen me before (well, of course they haven’t seen me before...) but why must they frigging STARE?! Got a problem with the way I dress?! Got a problem with me?! Grrrr..... frigging retarded.

I'll take every hit, it will tear me apart and you will never know...I bleed to know I'm still alive.


Monday, March 16, 2009
9:29 PM


(Save You - Simple Plan):

When I hear your voice it's drowning in the whispers
You're just skin and bones
There's nothing left to take and no matter what I do
I can't make you feel better

Sometimes I wish I could save you
And there's so many things that I want you to know
I won't give up til it's over
If it takes you forever I want you to know



It actually hurts to see you on the hospital bed with the IV bag hanging right next to you. The needles are everywhere, piercing through your skin. And it's sad that you can't feel a thing, can't even say a word. What's more pathetic is that you can't even open your mouth, to let us know that you're in a lot of pain. You see us and we're just a blur in your mind. You can't even recognise us or remember us, is it something you deserve? Something so minor became something quite somber. I just don't wish for you to end up with the same fate like my grandpa. One by one, you're leaving us in the most cruel way...this is not the way for you to live your numbered days. It's just so unjust and unfair. If I could, I would take your place for I deserve this instead of you. I'm a sinner, an imperfection and you're just a weak elderly folk with so many illnesses.


Friday, March 13, 2009
9:01 PM

(Poem composed by me):

The colours in this dimly lit world fades to gray
As the remnants of my broken heart, slowly fade away
My weary eyes fall upon a wilting rose
Its once red blossom dies as my sorrow grows

Feeling sad and alone as this freezing wind blows
Plagued by nightmares which no one else knows
The crippled rose wilts away day by day
Whilst further from my life's path I stray

The rose lies beside me, its head drooping down
In this night's darkness it soon will drown
I feel the rain gently touching my cold, pale face
Even the sky is crying for me and my disgrace

I hear water drops as they hit this frozen ground
As I’m left alone in this horrid place to which I’m bound
My eyes shed tears, but my weeping makes no sound
I long for someone yet I don’t wish to be found

The trees around me seem somehow ready to attack
But even if they would, I’m too weak to react
For I feel drained from all strength and will I lack
My reasons are gone and they’re not coming back

I remember the times I used to have a beating heart
But all is gone banished by this poisoned dart
And all I had has been cruelly ripped apart
Leaving me unwilling to take another start

When fierce storms embraced me, feathers used to fall
Nothing would stand in my way when I heard your call
Not even monsters or your own fortress’s wall
Justice had always prevailed over all

I don’t know what happened - why you sent me away
You wouldn’t even let me help you find your way
“You are worthless to me now and that’s all there is to say.”
I still feel the hatred in the words you said that day

You summoned demons and locked the door
You made sure that you won’t see me anymore
I felt something being torn apart deep inside my core
Knowing that now I’m just a “something” you abhor

I couldn’t make you change your mind and so I let you be
My eyes were burning with tears and so I could no more see
Shortly my white beautiful wings were taken from me
I could no more fly; I could no longer feel free

So that day I fell in my flight ending in this place
Where spiders crawl upon me avoiding my ashen face
And my heart started beating in this numbed pace
My halo broke as I’m left alone in this disgrace

Like a marionette, you pulled me by the strings
Pain and torment is what this world brings
Even as the slits on my wrist bleed and stings
No amount of pain can mend these broken wings


I’m finally giving up. I told myself to hold on to that minute hope but I can’t wait any longer. As each day passes by, this heart is turning numb. There’s no such thing as love as I’ve finally come to realize. Love is something one fantasizes in the mind. Because when one feels lonely or they have been constantly hurt by others, they yearn to be loved – for someone to make them live again. But now I finally understand that there’s no one to bring me to life, give me a reason to continue on living so I shall continue on this journey alone since death won’t accept me yet. I shall hide in the darkness and isolation – suicidal yet again. Depression is a disorder that will never heal.



Tuesday, March 10, 2009
5:26 PM

My Top 2 Idols:

Billy Martin, guitarist of Good Charlotte. Why is he my number 1 idol you ask? He inspired me to play the guitar...that's why I stopped my violin lessons. Good Charlotte is also the first band I came to love as their music and lyrics were something I could relate to...




Coming in 2nd is Ryan Ross, guitarist and lyricist of Panic At The Disco. I absolutely love his self-decorated eye makeup and he is really, really talented. He plays quite a number of instruments. Also, I admire the fact that he sacrificed his academics to pursue a music career, something which is only a fad (he actually dropped out of med school and he was in his 2nd year...)



I don't really idolise lead singers much because I like guys who plays an instrument, notably the guitar..lol. Even guitarists can sing well so that's not much of a talent. These two idols of mine are also hot...lols because they're quiet and shy and, and they have good hair. Sadly, as age had caught up with them and they're no longer emo and goth... :(


Here's a video I made about emo boys. Don't think questions...just watch. It's a lot of work you know to make a video...yeah...so watch it.



4:17 PM


So yesterday I was THIS CLOSE to getting caught by Uncle Sam. LOL. He walked past my class and thankfully, he didn't go in. Otherwise, I'd probably lost my lenses, headband, itouch and earrings...He already frigging confi-ed 4 of my earrings (2 of which cost me a mini bomb) and for 3 whole years of hiding away from him, he finally knows my name now. Yet, he still refers to me 'young lady'... o.o retarded fella. Any-hoo, my favourite word...yeah so, the frigging lit teacher has never once give me a pass for my tests and exams...Is a frigging pass too much to ask for?! Always fail me by 1 bloody mark...ONE!!! damn bloody chicken feet, knn, nb, cb, shitass @#$^%!!!!! I've tried my very best to analyse the damn poem, give a few bombastic words some more and she still can't pass me. There's no right or wrong in literature goddamit...unless it is related to the book...which is not at all! Grrr...that's me growling like a monstrous bear. Any-hoo again, after school, I was shivering like fuck...but I loved the weather. My teeth were literally chattering and thankfully Carina was there to warm me up in the canteen. Wished I wasn't such a cold-blooded creature...then, I wasted my youth outside the dance room just to get those retarded attendance marks for CCA. Finally, I went back to the hellhouse I call home at 5.45 and fortunately, I survived by hiding myself in my bedroom. However, received hell this morning as I had slept with the earpiece in my ears while the itouch was plugged into the operating power point (secretly, I was actually attempting my own suicide...) -.-'' There, I’m getting a headache now for thinking too much...so I hope this rant is enough for my loyal readers...LOL.

& everytime I think I might be getting over you, I'd see you walk by and just like everytime before...I'd fall for you again


Saturday, March 7, 2009
11:26 PM


I need a break from this anger I’ve been feeling
Hate's a bitter pill too hard to swallow all inside
Like forcing down thousands of pieces of broken glass
Making cuts that bleed right through to the other side

Pain is another feeling that’s hard to swallow
I’m just invisible to everyone all around me
I’m too lost in this depression to be saved
Hiding behind this wall which I’ve built in front of me

Pushing aside all those disorders and imperfections
I keep saying there’s nothing wrong with me
People believe every shit I say but when they come closer
I can’t explain all the cuts and scars that’s on me

I want to forget every memory I have
I can’t go on with these broken emotions
Because I have no energy left in me
To fight the pent up, undesired emotions

Broken home, broken heart, broken trust
My heart’s filled with regrets and despair
There’s nothing’s left for me to salvage
There’s nothing I can do and they don’t even care

...And I guess I like you, well I really do
But too bad fate won’t compromise
And I was foolish enough to fall for you
I guess I’ve caused my own demise

...And I tried to be perfect, meet up to your expectations
But I guess I’ll never be good enough for you
If my death can open your eyes and make you realise
I’d go through with it; I’d suicide for the both of you


You know I love you, I really do. But I can't fight anymore for you. And I don't know, maybe we'll be together again. Sometime…in another life.

I want to scream until no sound comes out and you've learned your lesson. I want to swallow these pills to get to sleep. So I don't have to make a bad impression...I need to start to be myself, 'cause I'm sick of everybody else. I won't let you bring me down. It's here and now I'm breaking out. I will learn to love again. But I will stand a broken man...

I'm heavily broken and I don't know what to do. Can't you see that I'm choking and I can't even move. When there's nothing left to say, what can you do? I'm heavily broken and there's nothing I can do...




Friday, March 6, 2009
10:00 PM


Today was...unexpected. A lot of interesting things happened but I'm too lethargic to elaborate. So I apologise for the lack of entries these past few days. *yawns* It's only 10 and I'm drowsy. Sigh, I really don't know what to say now. My mind's filled with loads of pain and sadness. No matter how many times I write about my torment, it still doesn't change the fact that I'm suffering. No one can see that, no one can help...only me and even I can't save myself.

Please just don't play with me. My paper heart will bleed. This wait for destiny won't do. Be with me, please i beseech you...


Tuesday, March 3, 2009
6:48 PM


Hi. Today was the best weather ever. No extreme heat, no sun. Just pure rain and cold wind. It was practically freezing cold that my teeth chattered. LOL. No, seriously. Still, I prefer it over the evil sun. I'm a bit heliophobic as I said in my last entry...no I'm not a vampire. (although I do like vampire-ish emo dudes.) Any-hoo, the periods before reccess were all fucked up as there were tests one after another...chem, poa and math. WTF right?! Well, I'm prepared to fail them all. Gosh, I really need to keep up. Last year, I aced like everything and this year, I seem to have dropped a bit. I guess there's just too much clogging up my mind. Awfully lethargic and full of headaches...I wish I would stop looking so pale and weak. Haiz...can't be bothered to finish up my homework...owed my teachers quite a fair bit. But I just can't seem to focus on subjects that'll just add on to my mind and give me even worse headaches...and also with my guitar exam just around the corner...sigh.

If only you would look my way and smile...



Monday, March 2, 2009
9:29 PM



Stayed back last Friday...again. I seem to be doing that every week and it's becoming a permanent habit. Want to know the reason why I didn’t go home instead last Friday? Well, it’s kind of embarrassing...they had this dumb fogging thing going on in my block and I daren’t go home for fear that there’ll be half-dead/drunk cockroaches around. (last year there were like 3 live roaches in my house and I had to sit outside on the bench until my mom came home and execute them for me. LOL) Yep, there’s my insectophobia. I just can’t stand cockroaches. They absolutely disgust me...especially the flying ones. OMG. I can feel the goosebumps right now. LOL.

Any-hoo. Back to my story...so there I was sitting down in solace when CH came and invaded the peace zone. LOL. Retarded fella wanted to frigging spit on me! WTF! He ended up spitting on the floor and got caught my Mr Y... -.-" The fella then blamed me for his stupidity. -.-" Hung out with A...another retarded fella. LOL. Got herself caught for spraying colour on her hair... -.-" However, the day had to end badly just like every other day except that the particular day was ruined by these bunch of lower sec retards. Like fuck you ppl. Who the fuck do you ppl think are?! Technical retards who can’t even hold a decent conversation with me. I ignored whatever shit you said abt me but no way in hell am I letting go that particular fucking word you spewed at me. Sundal! That’s what you fucking called me right?! And how dare you fucking say it’s just for fun?! Just because you show such disrespect on ppl of your age doesn’t mean you can put one on me!! You don’t even fucking know me let alone my name and you’re a good two years below! You call me a sundal?! Look at yourself in the mirror first. Look at what your mom gave birth to...I shan’t even continue. If faults are what you want to find with me, faults I shall give then. You want a sundal?! Go to geylang, you fugly faggot!! I despise that faggot face of yours you know. Makes me want to deliver a fucking tight slap. You can just go burn in hell. (I don’t even think hell wants you.)

Okay. I’m done with that vent. Hmm...today. Today, I pinned up my fringe and KF laughed at me... -.-" he guffawed and even spewed out his drink to put that point across. WTH. Stupid retarded DM. I want human rights. I want fringe rights. I demand rights to have emo/scene hair in school. LOL. Like that’ll ever happen. The school rules are really dumb. It’s good enough I’m studying and these aren’t affecting my learning at all. It’s just the retarded school’s obsession with glory and wanting a good rep. Like that’ll ever happen. O.o

& all I can do is admire you secretly...


Tuesday, February 24, 2009
4:27 PM



You're confusing me, baby...

...and I'm confused of my feelings.



Here's another one of my sketches. It's suckish, I know. I edited it a bit...no, made it darker so you can see the lines properly. Sorry about it...the lighting sucked vagina and I sketched kinda lightly..



Saturday, February 21, 2009
9:04 PM



Mental Status: Insanity

I’m mentally unstable. I’m going insane. I can’t think straight. Here I go again. Fuck, I keep speaking in rhymes. No, no, no...this isn’t going to be another poem. Shit, why is all this shit clogging up my brain? I need to...GOT TO PUSH IT ALL AWAY!!! Got to empty my mind and disregard the world...forget about love. Forget about life and everything that’s trouble. Ignore the world and just hide in my shell. I’m falling...falling into the darkness once again. Overwhelmed by insanity, engulfed in pain. Fuck, there I go again with another frigging rhyme! I give up...on life. Yes, I keep saying that. I can’t hold on much longer. This life, MY life is a load of shit. A hell hole. Nothing ever works out right for me. History keeps recapitulating itself and I’m experiencing the same thing, the same ache and the same pain all over again. It’s tearing my heart into bits, splitting my mind apart and killing me slowly from inside. Playing with insanity, I’m losing myself. So, now that you know about my metal instability, are you going to be the retarded fool who’ll provoke me? If so, be prepared to face my emotional instability. It seems that I have another disorder at hand; I’m bipolar. I’m also philophobic, heliophobic, insectophobic, cibophobic (not bulimic) and depressive...whether you believe it or not. So hate me for my imperfection...sorry I'm not perfect. I'm never perfect for anyone and never will be so fuck perfection. I'm alone in this world anyways.


Wednesday, February 18, 2009
5:50 PM


Poem (composed by me):

Blood shot eyes
I’m so lost and sad
So tired and dead
I'm so pissed off, mad

Dragging myself
Across the floor
So weak and sick
I can't live anymore

I'm so messed up
Fucked up and broken
In too deep to be saved
I’m ripped wide open

In bed, at night I struggle
Fighting the demons inside of me
The truth they speak is agonizing
When knowing it’s what I'll never be

For I never will be perfect
I was born with all of these flaws
Never will somebody love me
For I will just remain a lost cause

Breaking every second
I realize that I’ll never revive
Dead, battered, and broken
I still smile on the outside

You think I am breathing
You think I am fine
But inside I am gasping
And losing my mind

I’m down on my knees
It hurts every day
I’m losing control
I’m also losing my way

Do you see this smile
So huge upon my face
My eyes are big and sparkling
Everything seems in its place

I'll bet you didn't know
As I close my bedroom door
There's something I've been hiding
I let it out as I fall to the floor

The secret I've been hiding
The one that I hide best
I never wanted you to worry
Oh, I'm horribly depressed

To be something you're not
To pretend each and everyday
To lie to every person you meet
Saying that you are okay.

To know that you are so broken
Not being able to tell a friend
Because you have all the problems
Which none of them can mend

To go home each night
Crying yourself to sleep
None of them even know
Why you have become so weak

Keep smiling on the outside
Just make them think that you’re okay
Make them think you’re happy
Force yourself to pretend each day

They are always so oblivious
They can’t see that I’ve died
They cannot see the truth
Of all the pain that lies inside.

To be with friends of light
Who are always so strong
Who don’t have to pretend
For nothing’s ever wrong

They're happy, they're real
They're always standing tall
I guess some people
Some people just have it all




5:26 PM


Poem (composed by me):

Numb from the many years of pain
Pale as the blood that leaves a stain
Breathless as you run away
Exhausted as you await the next day

Emptiness that fills your life will not depart
The unbearable pain still lives in your heart
Broken by all the tragic memories
Lost in all of your miseries

Forgotten and left behind
Struggling to control your mind
Begging for your shattered heart to mend
Keep praying for the agony to end

Dying slowly inside again
Nothing but skin and bones remain
Caught between life and death
Awaiting that final breath

Tales of your life engraved on your skin
Emotions hidden deep within
Once you were so sure
Now uncertainty and pain you continue to endure

Something inside of you is crying out
Living life in constant doubt
Mistakes that you'll take to your grave
You are in too deep for anyone to save


Tuesday, February 17, 2009
8:06 PM



Why are you pushing me away, like I’m not good enough...can’t you just accept I’m not perfect, can’t you just accept I’m not okay...maybe if you would have stood up for me, I would not be where I am today. I probably wouldn’t be so broken, I probably wouldn’t be so dead inside and over my wrists we wouldn’t have this war...if only you had kept me safe. I hate myself, I hate my life. I hate knowing that I made you cry. I hate to see that we’re drifting so far apart, strangers altogether. It's always silence...fucking silence which speaks volumes. And all I can think about is how there is nothing left for me to live for. You don’t know how each time we fight; I’m on the very edge of falling. I wish I could change the way I am, to be your perfect creation...maybe then I’d make you proud. I do sink every hurtful word you say deep inside my bleeding heart. You don’t know how much this heart has hurt and you don’t know how much more I can take. You only think of your pain and make sure I realise it but I wait on the very day when you’ll realise how hard my life is, how much I’ve suffered. I’ve always wanted to run away but how far can I go? I can’t run away from my problems because they’ll just keep haunting me so I’d always wish on shooting stars to take my life away and yet I still wake up the very next day. Can’t you see that I’m doing this all for you...I strive so hard to achieve your goals but it gets me nothing in the end...can’t you see that I’m not smart...that I’m stupid and flawed? I’m so tired of this charade, so sick of trying to fix my life. Now, just stop trying to connect us strangers because it’ll just hurt me even more. I’m fighting this war alone in my life with this big hole in my heart.


Monday, February 16, 2009
4:42 PM



"Please forgive me." Not.

(Poem composed by me):

Why weren't you there
Why didn't you even care
The scars deep inside
I just threw them aside

I pretended that things were okay
When they were actually in disarray
I was left alone, all filled up with hate
Years have passed, now it's all too late

I sewed myself shut from you
Now you can't break me, you can't push through
You don't mean anything to me anymore
You're just a prisoner of your own war

I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all


Friday, February 13, 2009
10:09 PM

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Wahoo...another frigging rant from me. Okay, so today my retarded school kinda celebrated valentine’s day...oh, and I went back to my old hairstyle again...frick yeah. So, I slacked a lot in class and chat shit with my friend. Notice the singular in the word there...well it tells you how close I am with my classmates. I don’t talk a lot unless I really know the person...Does that put me in the shy and quiet category? Whatever. LOL. I’m used to being judged. Moving on, I want to give my thanks to Dorna for the rose...didn’t get to wish you so here it is: Happy v-day, Dorna. However, that rose made people ask who gave it to me. (see how people are so judgmental?..they thought that it was given by some admirer or bf...o.o) I do apologise for bursting your bubbles because this year, it’s a lonely valentine’s day for me. Oooh, oooh…um, I lost my train of thoughts for a moment there. Um, oh yeah, I stayed back today...for fun because I didn’t want to go home so I stayed until 6. A lot of interesting things happened...I sketched more than two pictures in those four hours. (I shall post it up someday) And then, and then, uhh...kinda hung out with ariffah...o.O LMAO. And...uhh, *changes the subject entirely* Disney sucks...vagina. I’m so sick of it. They feed us viewers with lies of happy endings and romance. It’s all so fake. It’s bullshit. A load of crap. Because in truth, none of these happens in reality. It’s always the same old storyline: Girl likes boy. Boy asks girl out. Boy and girl becomes a couple. And voila, there you have it. A perfect ending...all done in 30 minutes. How retarded is that? It’s so dumb. Where’s the part where the girl gets broken-hearted or the long hard work she has to do to get the guy to notice her? Or the guy rejects her flat out and she kills herself? LOL. That’s too extreme...but seriously, Disney just sucks. They only want to make money out of these ugly, whiny, high-pitched, slutty teen actresses like Miley Cyrus, Hilary Duff, Selena Gomez...just to name a few. These people CAN’T sing and act and they make millions. Where’s Hilary Duff now after Disney kicked her ass out and replaced her with Miley Cyrus? And where is Miley’s rise in fame now that Selena Gomez has also stepped into the limelight? Also, the Jonas Brothers. They suck...that’s all I can say. Initially, when they were signed on by Columbia, they were nothing more than those ordinary boy bands. They were not famous. After Disney took them in and gave them a spot in Camp Rock, their popularity skyrocketed overnight. But is it because of their talent or is it because of Disney’s huge influence on the viewers? Don’t even get me started on High School Musical and Cheetah Girls. They are way too old to act in Disney. Screw the television network, Disney and MTV. All hail the Internet. LOL.

Foolishly falling for you, not realising that you're falling for her.


Thursday, February 12, 2009
3:42 PM

I absolutely love this song. It’s called Secret Valentine by We The Kings. Watch the video...It’s Vampire Knight based on ZeroxYuki. (oh, and Zero rocks by the way. I heart him. LOL...though he’s a fictional character)