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Troubled

Saturday, December 15, 2007
12:08 PM

I'm really confused. Really troubled. And very irritable now! Dun come disturb me with crap stuff and read my body language pls! (Not that i can help)

I'm really sad in a way. I haven't got the chance to really talk to you. And talking to you is all i wanted now.

-Sometimes i hate this human to human interaction. But sometimes i love it. Well when you've got ppl hu do things in a super mess. Or jus we cannot get to adapt to your style-

I'm left all alone here. Tired, sad and hope-given-up. I need my new wish new hope.

Thought this year will end differently from last but... in the end it's still the same! =(

I wan frens hu i can trust, hu's as outgoing as i m, as playful and bitchy as i m and of coz the 'click'. I'll never be able to find many, but at least i wan to have ppl hu i can go out with and feel comfortable talking crap.

nan ren bu huai nu ren bu ai. Wad a phrase!

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I'm Stuck

Saturday, July 28, 2007
3:32 PM

I'm very stuck. At such a time where i felt that i don't have the ability to move forward anymore. Forward as in progress in life. Everything is back to square one. Square again. And square somemore. I'm living a life like last time's last time's last time? Weird eh? Nvm.

All i know is that i have very little people whom i can depend on. Or rather who treat me as their friend. Though i maybe very easy to make quick friends with, i reserve the best friends cat. to ppl who are able to fulfill those "regulations" =P. Only few made it till now i guess. They know themselves. Argh. forget about these things first. Cause that made me very guilty. Haven't met up with my Sec sch and JC Friends for a long long, God knows how long, time.

Ok. Back to reality. I'm yet again doing some stupid things which i seriously don't know why i'm doing so. Maybe i'm just falling into the suppose forgotten well again. If it is so and you are not going to catch me at the end of the well. Do inform me. I'll find my own way out. But for now i'm still free falling down the well.

I was thinking of asking people out but again i'm thinking of not asking them out. Cause i'm in a mood where entertaining is not my forte now. I'm so tired actually. Tired of my own world thet i hope it just come to a stand still for me to react to sort out and to keep on track of my suppose "progresses" in life. Now that my future is uncertain. I think this was the main reason i'm going back to square square square one. But some advancements are made to keep myself on track, though they seems in vain.

O side track a bit i just saw this on my friend's msn nick: "When you love that person, are you loving his/her looks or just him/her?" My answer would be both.

I'm tired already. Can i rest totally. Just alow me to do things i like? Let me take a super long leave. A leave from this world in my own dreams for as long as i like.

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!!!Now Playing!!!
So Close - Enchanted
Jon Mclaughlin
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Pure details


Days Are Hard To Get By Without That EXTRA SOMETHING....
Y M I Being Laughed @?
Facts can't be changed... :(


The Person

NAME: Jasper

AGE:
Mental: T.H.R.E.E

OCCUPATION:full-time student.
SCHOOL:Highly classified
(One Terribly Lousy Student)
HOBBIES:Thinking alot??
-.-
LOVES: "........."(find out urself)
HATES: Not able to CONCENTRATE!

WISHLIST:

"........."

Archieve

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Sing with all your heart


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