-do you have a plaster-
-nope, why?-
-because i hurt myself when i fell for you-

=)


Okies. I m back.
But this time, it’s gonna be a private event.
This is my platform to get my feelings/frustration vented out.
Rather than to get emo on fb, acting like a loser.
Right here, no one cares, no one reads.
I can type whatever I want.
So, here it goes:

My weakness: girls.
I always died at e hands of girls.
I dun understand why.
But because I m just too nice to girls.
That y they always take me for granted.
Girls dun like nice guy, they like bad guy.
But bo bian, I m nice in nature.
Hahaha!

Recently, a girl caught my eyes, XL.
she has got beautiful eyes.
But still, when it comes, it comes.
There is no explaination for it.
She just broke off with her bf.
She got suitor hot on her heels.
I m merely trying to create an impression in her.
But somehow, maybe just managed to do.
Her ex bf drives. Her suitor drove.
So I guess, the inferiority in me sets in.
No career, no money, no car, no credit cards, no looks.
So I guess I will just be hanging ard her..
Her ex-bf is still contacting her often.


Ytd night, I felt sad n jealous.
She was with her suitor.
I know I should be “da fang”
Should have “feng du”..
But I failed..
I felt jealous n sad.
N e conversation piereced my heart.
I told her abt it.. there was no reaction..
-zhen de hen tong-
It has been a long time since I felt this way.
4-5years perhaps.
I m confused now.
Should I continue waiting?
Carry on my pursuit?
Or all along, It has been one sided.
I always feel that I want my feelings to be heard.
I dun wan to hide anything to her.
Could be e influence of romance movies.
If I die tml, she wont know my intentions at all.
N I will be bringing my regrets/ feelings to e coffin.
thus, I decide that it’s best that I tell her..
no matter how e ending will turn out.
I dun wan any regrets in life.
I told her that I was feeling sad n jealous.
N since she is out with her suitor, I told her to rest early as well.
N her reply?
“I thinking to get mc tomorrow.”
So, my first few lines became invisible.
Imagine this: someone stab u in e heart, seeing that u did not die, he drag e knife right across ur chest.
Yup, it’s this painful.
So right now, I m recovering from the wound.
Hopefully, things will become better.

But at least, I know my heart is not died.
It still has feel.
It has not loses its’ colour.
This is something which I m delighted about.
I still know how to love.
i keep thinking about u.
whenever, my phone rang, i hope ur name appear.
but i didnt once get an sms initiated by u before.
i guess that tells it all.


Just that the person whom I met…
M I that bad??
Can someone teach me to be a better man?


"Send someone to love me
I need to rest in arms
Keep me safe from harm
In pouring rain

Give me endless summer
Lord I fear the cold
Feel I'm getting old
Before my time

As my soul heals the shame
I will grow through this pain
Lord I'm doing all I can
To be a better man"