At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet.
Don't regret when i'm gone,
Monday, October 12, 2009
Last blogged @ 12:03 PM







Work is hectic.
Upon seeing tomorrow's schedule,
it just made me feel sick of working.
Although there are motivations/incentives
to work, sometimes, ou just feel like lying there.






What if you never see me again?





Love is like an apple.
When it's sweet, you eat it.
You eat it till it's core.
When it's left with the core,
you dump it.
So what even if it's sweet?
Once you get used to it,
you probably won't touch apples
for the next days or months.


What's the point of putting expensive fertilisers to it?
For it to grow faster?

It ends up in the bin anyway.


What's the point of putting in so much into a relationship?
What you get is excuses & reasons.


It ends up in the bin anyway.




Arghhhhhhh, just let me be!









Whenever I feel really down,
I feel indebted to my friends,
Never leavin me with whatever decisions I make.
Thankyou, so much.
Especially Chowchow & Shanna.
:)



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From 3rd Dec 08
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