J'enfant

21.2.10

god damn

i hate it when a group of friends split over something that can be
thrashed out.
i hate it cos i am always good with everybody
and everybody will tell me everything they know.

am i supposed to pick sides? am i supposed to solve it? i have no clue. i
only know i will stand on the side of logic based on facts i know. and it
seems, im never gonna be able to solve issues like this.


and it tears me to freaking bits. GOD DAMN FREAKING BITS.

do people think of how hard it is to find a good group that clicks and
stays together? apparently not. we're all too fucking obsessed with our
opinions and being liked by everybody.

friends are what are the most valuable to me. thats why i treat everybody
good, even if i have a personality clash with someone i will still keep
civil.

i just cant stand losing friends. and i hate seeing friends ending their
friendship over small spats. not that i wanna pinpoint any gender, but why
do girls always have so many issues with other girls?

aiya. whatever la. i may want to say i do not want to care anymore but i
know i still will. how'm i supposed to make myself seem so tough when
everybody gets to see this soft shitty side of me?

great i cant even stay on topic when its something that saddens me.

note though, this is not aimed at anybody who knows my blog address. but
seriously. this is fucked up. i hate having to play politics even with my
friends.

sigh.....

posted by the child on 2:09 AM
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13.2.10

eve

and on this eve, following the post of yesterday..i realise that i have
finally recovered. a long time coming, huh..

but at least i know im ready to bring in the tiger year with a lighter
heart. finally.

posted by the child on 12:04 PM
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12.2.10

scent

a scent that brings back memories. not necessarily good, or bad...but
sweet memories. worth remembering? dunno.

but its still there nonetheless. life moves on, but does the mind
recognise it as such? seems not

posted by the child on 9:10 PM
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3.2.10

if

Life gives you lemons....


shoot Life in the kneecaps and tell him "i wanted lemonade, bitch!" :D


*the author disclaims himself from any bitter karma one could arouse from
doing the above*

posted by the child on 1:00 AM
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