Tuesday, July 06, 2004

Hmmm, yesterday was kinda of a bad day. Firstly, work as usual wasn’t much of any interest. Then later on my way to esplanade, there was this malay guy on his bike, same as mine. He cut me and we stopped at the traffic light. Think he was out for a quick one. So I decided to play along, although the way to esplanade was at the next junction. I went for it and I lost becoz of a silly mistake of changing gear too slowly. And the smug look on his face and I had to make one big circle to go back to esplanade, haiz, so much for trying to show him who is boss, but I was so close ba. Then later at esplanade, heard something abt the sentosa and youth park com and I felt a little pissed, but of coz its not anyone fault, so I shall just keep quiet abt it.

Den after breaking, norbin decided to wait with bee till 10, so I stayed too. Den bee talked abt his past relationships and experiences and I thought to myself that maybe that shld be the way that I shld be living my life. Alcohol, cigarettes, sex and everything else. Nobody I know lives the way I thought everyone shld live anymore. Not even the special someone whom I had held with respect for a long time. The special someone who talked of all the beliefs and way of life and in the end, wasting her life and not realizing what a joke she has become. Its actually very simple when u could lay down everything that is holding u back and look at ur life. Then, u might just realized what has gone wrong.

Saturday night was kent birthday celebration. I heard more stuff than I shld, but they are not the only stuff that I have heard since god knows when. I just feel sorry for you that u have ended to be nothing more than an object to him. If love is blind, I think u had loved blindly. I agree this is part and parcel of life, u might just fall and get back on your feet. I just hope u don fall too hard to realize that like spilled milk, theres no going back. Even if u get to go back, u will realize that with the experience of spilling the milk, u will be too scared to hold another glass of milk again.

Hmmm, feel much better after saying out all the shit in my mind. Happy birthday, kent.



gilbert at 12:25 AM [comment]

{I hear voices, voices only half as humane as mine..}