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Jeff Lim ; 3rd July
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The feeling that I'm aware, is more helplessness than cowardice. I peel off my frail consciousness slowly, so my footsteps won't make a sound Becoming ashes, scattering into tiny pieces. I ask my subconsciousness... What more? Tears starts to fall, without a trace..



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Cecelia ; Celeste ; Cynthia ; Hui Juan ; Jasney ; Jeslyn ; Juliana ; Jun Wei ; Michelle ; Raneses ; Rosanne ; Shu Jia ; Yu Ping ; Zhi Hui ;
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
".crap."


When's the last time? I think it's been 5, 6 years since I go to the market with my mother. Yesterday morning, since I'm free and she asked for help. At least I'm good enough already ya! If wanna compare, when did my brother ever did that for his entire 26 years? Not even once. Any reward for me? Meeeeh.. But I'm not so bad uh, I help because she's my mother. Not for anything else.

As for now, I'm just a dead man walking. Work last night was real, real bad.. Crappy case, crappy partner, crappy vehicle. It's to the extend of having your head numb. I mean, really numb.. You don't feel any other thing.. Just felt like dying.. As a new man, there's still many things to get hooked on, but with the constant pressure given around, you just wanna say fuck. You don't learn to walk in a few days. I ain't a genius. And old people are really, I would say long winded. They can repeat the same thing for #*&@)#&! times and still with the enthusiasm of majiam it's the first time they're saying it. AND, they get stressed up and agitated easily. Chill man.! One last thing, why the fuck do I have a car that stalls and having to push to jump start. My partner is a 50+ old man, and me, a young chap. Who does the pushing? Laughs.. Luckily its 4 in the morning. Or else I should really keep a look out in STOMP.