AidahBurne
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Friday, June 29, 2007
"Life is so fleeting. So fragile. Every breath with it's potential to be our last" :::::::::::::: I shall explain how i managed to procure that sentence, in awhile. Something struck in me. Syimir, my 9 years 1 day old brother once asked me, "What do you think of your life?" I was of course rendered speechless by that question. I mean, from a 9 years old? It's a bit too in depth. If Insyirah were to ask me, i'll be ready with an answer. Yeah so i answered my brother, ever so honestly. Saying life's great, the best thing God can give you, right? Im alright now, my life's alright. Why do you ask? Your life? My life is not stable, said syimir. Exact wording. Meaning?, i couldnt have fanthom what he meant, honest. "You know like, sometimes im okay. very happy. then the next im angry. and then sad" "Yeah. Life's like that lahh. Its always happy sad happy sad. But what's in between is what you got to look out for" "Ha? What do you mean?", ask my brother aidah shrugs and continues with her work, replying nonchalantly, "you'll get my drift when you hit my age" ::::::::::::: While we're still on the subject. If Penal Code doesn't exist, i would be the happiest person in Singapore. I could bloody go on a killing spree. Hang on, it won't be called a spree since its only one person. God, how IT sucks my blood and the blood of those around IT. Alright, my anger is not unfounded, some of my classmates felt the same way, too. I am not a damn bloody calendar or an alarm system. Do i have to remind you what the fucking shit you have to do? Your ignorance is murder in itself. You should have been bloody shot 3000 times, for the negativity you put me through. It was very nice of you to come for project meeting. But, i don't see you helping with the project. Oh, i beg your pardon? "Nobody told me what to do!" Ohh very well then, shall i enrol myself as your personal asst? So everything you do is set by someone? Bullshit! :::::::::::::: Friday's great. Had dinner with family. Celebrated Syimir's and Insyirah's birthday. The Tom and Jerry cake was nice, but it tasted mild after a while. I saw this ang moh yeah, in the bus. Centre parting hair, look a bit retarded, scared me off. He was a big guy. The guy was staring at me for reasons i can't even begin to fanthom. And when i alight he was still staring at me. Dear guy, have i suddenly sprouted tentacles or an extra nose? Im stuck with Telephone Skills Assignment. Help, anyone? :::::::::::::: "You pretend the feelings are there, for the world. For the people around you. Who knows, maybe one day they will be." Yes, sometimes you just have to fake everything. Like the song goes; "Drama doesn't follow me, it rides on my back" and this remind me of someone. May God Bless Your Soul. i made a move at 11:56 PM
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