My sandbag, my diary, my brothers, my sister… AyiM, Wan n Pei Yun. They are my closest one. They are Brothers n Sister to me. My sandbag is sumtin which I vent my anger on. They listens attentively witout interruptin or tryin 2 stop me wen T lament abt sumtin. Wen I groan over minor issues like family prolem, they ‘lends’ me their ears n listens patiently. My diary, I tell them al my unhappiness, wad problems I encounter, all the memorable n vivid things tat happens 2 me. Even biological siblings fight n qurrel, so do we. But we have maintained our brotherhood n sisterhood cos we have a strong bond n deep understandin of each other. We respect one another n we alwaes bury the hatchet n keep only all the happiness shared in our heart n hearts. Even though we do not meet frequentli, we still communicate regularli… IF I LOST THEM, I MIGHT AS WELL LET GOD TAKE ME BACK TO HIM……

REGRET…….

Wad i learned frm skool wasn’t knowlegde to me…. My heart and mind took the wrong path…. I HATED RIGHTNESS!!! And I despired advice!!!! I choose to listen to others and not listenin to wad my mind is tellin me…… I disregarded advice!!!! I walked the path my feet lead me…. I walked 2 the wrong path…. ohhhh… plzzz…… GOD!!!! SAVE ME……… Ishattered my own dreams… IN THE END, I DROWNED IN MY OWN TEARS…….

ITS TOO LATE…….

yooo….

 

it’s not dead lah!!!!!!!!!  IT’S BUSY LEH…..

 

n plus i feel like blooggggin den i blogggg leh……

Promises...

What exactly are promises? Is there a definition for promises? What are the consequences if one breaks his or her promises? Can promises cause a relationship to sour and break? Will promises ever be promises? These were the thoughts I had ever since my secondary school life ends. A life devoid of hope, a life full of broken promises: that was the kind of life I led. Ever since you broke your promise to me, my opinion of promises totally changed. Promises are nothing but lies. It all began like this..... You did not even feel sorry about breaking the promise. The fact that you broke our promise tore my heart into many pieces. Maybe, I should not blame you for breaking the promise. What you never knew was that the promise meant a lot to me.

my frens....

Friends plays an important part in our lives. They r my diary where I tell them all my unhappiness, wad problems I encounter, all the memorable and vivid things tat happens to me. Even biological siblings fight n quarrel, so do we. but we hav maintened tis frenship for so many years cos we hav a strong bond n deep understandin of each other. We respect one another n we always bury duh hatchet n keep onli all the happiness shared in our minds n hearts.

I tink my family has lost a certain sense of perspective......... But well,every has its quirks. Its idiosyncrasies. I guess one can say it's almost unavoidable as long as human beings are around. You cccc, if anithin being in (ITE College West) for nearly half a year has showed that the world is full of idiosyncration( tis isn't nice way of sayin 'idiot',by the way) people. It's the truth. But we cn't realli change the world, taper it to our wants, or iron out the people you dislike. What we cn do is to accept people. We're different,juz different...... If I lay here...would u lie wit me, n juz forget the world????????

Fear.

Fear.... Something present in every living thing. A plant's fear of dehydration and insufficient sunlight, an animal's fear of being hunted down by hunters or other animals, and human's fear of not juz death, but other things like scolding,failing, and losing. For me, I exprerienced the human fears no more than 9 years ago...... All the fear- of reprimands,failure,death and loss were experienced in such a short period of time. Saying it was a big blow as an understatement. I could not stop my tears from falling durind her funeral. Well, that was the impact I felt losing something daer - my mother.........

STRESS

No one knows how I feel.....The feeling of me being pressurized, parents n frens n teachers all r epectin too much out of me.... I wan to cry...I wan to let it all out...But no one understands the feelinf of me bein pressurized. the feelin of anger engulfed within me. "I can't do it",my mind recollected. "I'm nt strong enough to defend myself..." my heart says. ..........Breakdown............. That's all I can remember.........

they r my broz......

Friendship is like a treasure which puts the trust of sum1 to a test sum cum n wen, while we struck 2gether even wen tymes were bad. sum were juz normal friends While we were like brothers who helped each other wen trouble came Although misunderstanding will occur. We will not fall out' As 'BLOOD' is thicker than WATER Through we were of differents sexes We still stand united n unbeaten With FRIENDS Like BROTHERS takes alots of trust and love to build up our trust n friendship to maintain our BROTHERHOOD.....

Memories of her

Tears trickled down my cheeks as I whispered…….’’cumin bck here was duh onli way I could think of to preserve ur memory. This is duh onli place in whch I cn feel n sense u…..’’ My old hse whch left me lots of memories bck during my childhood time wit my parents……. as the memory of my mom’s death struck me.all i could do is CRY n CRY….. I onli spend 8 yrs while others gets till lifetime…. I shed wishful tear for my lost beloved mom. TREASURE WHAT YOU HAV NOW BEFORE IT IS LONG GONE…..