silens-silentium

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anyone trying to reach me through my handphone please fuck off.

I’m fucking pissed off and my handphone will not be on at all until i think its necessary.

if you really want to contact me you can always reach me at my home no. –> 64479297

its the holidays but i dun feel that it is so. its turning out to be a nightmare.

just fuck off.

I wonder sometimes if i’m a fool.

my mood pivots about a certain point. how i wish i was able to control my moods instead.

feeling like crap now.

i think i might spend the rest of the holidays trying to brush up on my pool skills and maybe my sec school knowledge… in preparation for me starting tuition i guess.

feeling very boxed up and alone now.

i just wish we could lock up certain memories such that we will never recall them. then a mistake at least, can be stopped there and then.

life sometimes can go on and on…. what a fucking bitch she is.

sigh. sorry i din mean it.

Its 2.24 am in the morning. I just cant get to sleep.

Wonder if this feeling will fade away. Its been a long time since i last felt this way. This feeling of longing, of wanting, and of….. knowing, knowing thatits not going to come true.

If I could change something about myself, it would be to less sentimental. Maybe then will I be able to let go.

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Sigh.

And so the circle ends.

2 years. What an unforgettable 2 years. Looking back, i may wonder what would happen if I had chosen rjc instead, but i never regretted coming to vjc. if i could go back and choose again, i would still choose vjc. Not for the school, its facilities nor its location, but for the class i’m in.

there may be times i felt so alone in my two years; then again what assurance is there that i won’t feel like that over in another jc? I’m thankful for having a great class, great teachers (then again…), and having built great friendships. I sincerely hope they last.

Its amazing how time passes. i still can’t believe 2 years have passed like this, how things that happen fade to memories. Nothing lasts forever i guess, but that night, prom night i guess, i just wished it would never end.

prom was unforgettable. not the dinner itself, but what happened after.

Thank you for the memories my dearest friends.

i really hope we keep in touch.