Mundane

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This is for ******.

What-the-hell.

I've had it with you dammit. I've been taking so much shyt from you lately that I don't know what I see in you anymore. How things have changed.

Maybe you don't realize it but you sure like to 'reprimand' me for the smallest things I say that are so small, they're mundane. Fine, sometimes I get a little carried away with my ruthless commentary but why do you have to embarrass me in front of the whole class, my own best friends, and even in front of people who hardly know me. Thanks for shaping my reputation, you've been a wonderful help.

I dunno what's gotten into you, I don't know you anymore. Where's the kindhearted and caring person I used to confide my feelings to when there was no other adult who understands? You helped me when I was made a fool by my so-called 'friends', you stood up for me when there was no justice. You cured me of depression, you eliminated the guilt that was eating through me at that time, and you gave me confidence. You even saw me shed tears. You inspired me.

But now I just hate you.

You consider me insensitive to you. Oh really? What about yourself. I totally destroyed me at times and you say I'M INSENSITIVE?! You said I 'shouted' you often now. Well, quite truthfully, I DID NOT 'shout' at you. I didn't mean to even if I did. Would you f-off, I'm starting to feel like you deserved it.

You're not a friend. You're not even a student. You're just this adult who never really bothered about us and complaining about how troubling and unfair life is. Well it is, thanks to you.

I hope I don't see you so often and I will not talk to you again, at least until I've seen you change. You probably are thinking about the same thing right? Well, shyt you.

..I hate you.

Wicked

DAMMIT!

So how'd you find this wicked ride?

holy shyt..

ISNT IT JUST FREAKIN AWESOME!?

Wow.. so this is a virtual simulation of what they call 'The Behemoth' at Canada's Wonderland. It goes 125 km/h and it goes 230ft , 74 degrees vertical on its first drop.

Hell, I'm SO GONNA BE THERE.

I shall watch it over and over again coz I'ts just drivin me nuts...

don't you just love the adrenaline rushing through your veins..

Maybe next I'll put in skydiving videos....

This rocks, why haven't I thought of this sooner...

Killer Potatoes

White Rose

Life is gray scale.

It moves with so great celerity that colour can hardly be seen. What would your life be like if it were as gray as mine?
~

Sometimes your friends have everything...

Good grades... lots of other friends.. an overloaded wallet.. popularity at school.. a lover and a thousand admirers..

You hardly have any of the above and when you finally just sit down, and just reflect on yourself..

You see nothing but a void of black and white..

~

Have you ever thought of someone whom you love very very very very much, and he/she made such a deep impact on your life...

So much so that..

..your heart has shattered to only dust..?

..your personality has changed for the worse..?

..your history holds scars that may never heal..?

..your present has been nothing but miserable..?

..your destiny has changed to the wrong end..?

..your life has lost its colour..?

After all this, would you still let your love or friendship or even time flush it all away?

Would you still call this person special to you despite all that has happened?

Have you ever wondered fate has brought you to the person in the first place?

~

It's like...

Injuring your fingers from the thorns of a beautiful white rose

but when you bring it closer to smell it,

there's no scent.

This is ridiculous.

Mordacity

So after 5 days of...

ABSOLUTE
DESPAIR/ ANXIETY/ ANGUISH/ WRETCHEDNESS/ TORMENT/ MISERY/ AGONY/ EXASPERATION/ EXCRUCIATION/ INFLAMMATION

I've finally survived the damned fever but when I least expected it the stupid throat infection still existed and is now scathing the insides of my throat. OW.

Swallowing whale-sized pills... -.-

The dumb 800mg antibiotics sured caused one heckuva stirrup in my guts.
It's like this: The heroic and gallant white blood cells were fighting the treacherous villainous bacteria in the battlefield of Hydertopia. Billions and trillions perished in the catastrophic battle for biological micro-organismic supremacy ....

When suddenly out of nowhere the devastating dragons known only as the fearsome antibiotics came in and blasted the dumbfounded armies into the oblivion! WOO HOO. Who cares if its the health clowns or the tango shmango germs, they all get disintegrated to dust. As a result, Hyder can't sleep. Explosions erupted and blaze raged on inside his tummy, and THAT is not exactly the nicest thing to feel in the world. ==

Glad that's over. Stupid thing about the antibiotics, it doesnt just kill the bacteria, it drains ur energy up as well. Even ur good cells are killed. 0.0 At least that's what mom told me. I did not once succumb to the sheer mordacity of my illness, and I'm proud of that. :D Still, i missed NAPFA and a whole lotta school and now have to catch up. This sucks. I dont wanna run with the izty bitzy tootzie shmoopzies from BV. (I mean the lower sec)

Man, now I think I have a broken neck.

Perplexity

Heyys~

Just another okay week, boring like every other.
I guess ya can't really expect thrill when you're taking the fast, yet dreadful path.

I don't get it. How have I survived this far without thrill? I need something to drive my pulse wild, rock my brain beserk and send my blood rushing through my veins.. I'm deprived of sheer thrill. -.-

Just came back after night classes..
which before that I had 2.4km training at bedok reservoir, then walking about 2 km in the heavy downpour to school for media and then back at 6pm and went for nite classes at 7pm

Mom's fever was getting worse. She's just lying there on the bed her eyes closed yet chanting her prayers. Dad and my bros had tucked her in. I sat down beside her and talked to her. She says she's feeling extremely cold and weak. It's not fever....

Haniff my youngest bro had the heart of gold and sat beside her. He was worried, I could see deep fear in his eyes. He'd never seen mom so ill before and I guess he really couldn't help but cry.. tears of perplexity. He wished he could help but he couldn't. I never doubted my brother. Though he's just 7 and a half, he's really concerned for those he loves. He's not like any other and I'm proud to be his brother.

Seeing mom so helpless like that... it just stirs our emotions..

After I took a glass of water for mom she fell asleep. Or at least I think she did. It just scares me, y'know. Day in day out, mom takes care of all of us and when she's down the whole house seems to be upside down. For my brothers, their despair and unease are just so much more than I can imagine.

Get well soon, mom, I love you.