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October 28, 2009
warning, this is an emo post. so stop reading.{8:49 PM}

yesterday.
work attachment.
released at 4+.
went to parkway parade.
arcade.
pump it up.
walked around parkway.
bought bubble tea.
talked.
home-d.
bill drop.
yay.
fell asleep around 12+.
listening to a remix of beethoven virus.
lol.

today,
work.
started at 11.
released at 2+.
yay.
bowling alley, marina square.
watch.
arcade, para para.
played.
walked around.
ate at food court.
stressed about being promoted to sec 4.
berry got dropped to n.a.
i got promoted.
foreign friend was so happy that he got promoted.
he hit me.
really hard.
now my arm hurts.

went to plaza sing.
walked around.
berry went to watch movie with mom.
her mom said i lost weight. ==
walked around.
walked around somemore.
saw a black wii. fuck.
otaku house,
foreign friend bought shit.
seriously.
$25+ shit.
actually 2 shits.

i want to buy a katana for $25.

walked somemore.
mrt back.
on the way.
stopped at newton.
stone there.
emo there.
took mrt again.
bishan.
dropped.
walk home.
bought bubble tea.
walk somemore.
home.
here.

& it'd just be like last time.
before anything happened at all.

i'm considering quitting EVERYTHING,
changing my phone number,
stopping all contact to all online friends.
and then,
i'll be in my own world.

i hate being in crowded places and seeing people.
especially couples.
they remind me of stuff i don't want to remember.
i hate this.

i hate a lot of things.

i can't be bothered to smile anymore.
its tiring.

- Noctis Dante Wolfsbane, the LAZY.

the only thing
A lonely road, crossed another cold state line Miles away from those I love Hope is hard to find While I recall all the words you spoke to me Can't help but wish that I was there And where I'd love to be, oh yeah Dear God the only thing I ask of you Is to hold her when I'm not around

Change the avatar if you wish.

i ask of you
is to hold her
too far away
x