I drove home in empty silence last night. And i can't bear to listen to any songs now. I almost exploded in my dad's car just now. Everyone was talking and the radio was playing.

So much so that... I don't know. My ears just need to rest. Or maybe there's already too much noise in my mind right now. People screaming at me. Furnitures crashing at the walls of my brain. And they just keep coming. I thought maybe if everything explodes, then i might feel new again.

I haven't talked to anyone.

I don't like to... anyway...

And it's starting again. Sounds like the whole world's talking at the same time.

I am like pushing it all away. Shutting it up tightly. Masking up all the whatevers.

AK taught me some ban words. "I don't know" is one of them. I heard a lot of it yesterday. Because saying I don't know simply ends any conversation. Such a simple reply to any questions, and that's it. Maybe AK is really starting to revolve around my life already.

Last night went Aloha Loyang for Zijie's birthday party. Some photos...






I kind of stopped playing FM. What do you do after winning everything?


Not arrogant. But... ermm... there isn't any motivational factor anymore?

2 years ago. I made a choice. I think now you got to make yours. =)

Or maybe, the fault has always been mine. I've never gotten rid of all my past mistakes. And they just keep coming. I kept them off, but secretly, they crawl out without me knowing. And in the end, they will devour me. Shucks.

No one told me how to live a life
And i thought i ought to learn.
I picked up my marker,
And started writing.
But my hands got wet,
And the paper got smeared.
It's ugly.

I cut them all up,
Shredded them
And pieced them together again.
But i lost some parts,
Like a my little Tamiya.
Or that white man with only a guitar.
But he is faceless,
And no one knows his next song.

He only entertains.

Anyway, i can't believe i am left with a week of National Service. It has been a great term. =)

I've sinned.
He groped and touched.
Like high.
Like on ecstacy.
Like a shoppaholic.
It's free ain't it?
His friends looked in amusement,
And prey in.
Imagine the orginess.

Tell me baby, where do we go from here.
Your house or mine?
Or his?
Promise?

I am amazed how my TYPE of activities for the next few weeks would be like. At first i only took part in my pri. school camp because my sister asked me to help. So i was like okie... then after that, suddenly with the AK camps... i then realised i am going to be in contact with a lot of pri school kids in the next few weeks.

When they come, you just don't know how many there would be.

I wouldn't want to wake up heartbroken tomorrow.