tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-52351092011-10-14T03:16:52.143+08:003ug3n3noreply@blogger.comBlogger2761100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-7055896661297538612011-10-04T18:55:00.001+08:002011-10-04T18:55:10.915+08:00

Being busy at this point in time, I guess, is good. I avoid thinking. And unnecessary thinking at this point is severely destructive. My close friends are indispensable. That is proving to be a problem at this point in time. Oh well, event day T-13 days. I’m so gonna rock it. I hope.

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it dawned on me yesterday, that i am not one that is excitable about change.it set in. im moving out, to live with her in a house with others i know nothing of. except that apparently everybody in there is malaysian(i think we are overcrowding this poor island).moments of cold aloneness drew out the almost dead writer in me. and i feel the want to write again. for what, i dunno.i do know that

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-72193217955903848392011-08-04T22:23:00.001+08:002011-08-04T22:23:43.596+08:00

it appears, that my restlessness might be due to me not wanting to move.despite being all gungho about being able to move at a drop of a hat, i think i may not be all that strong inside after all

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why is it that years always sound so far away in the future, yet years of the past feel so close?awkward, unhappy, angry, beloved...moments. yet theyre all easily remembered and feels... recent. when theyre in the past that is. but think about the same amount of time frame into the future and, even if you actually have an inkling of what is to come, you feel weird about it. true, theres

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obligatory post to keep this blog alive :)

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needless to say my mind isnt exactly blank.loads of things as per usual, some which ive really felt i could write on. but projects/games/her means i have not much time left for anything really :)anticipating the future never has been quite as fun, or hopeful, as it is now

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most frightening, this thing time.ive never felt so...constrained before. despite the fact my timetable is so...blank.am i tired? am i stressed? i really wonder. ive never felt stress before. ive always managed to shrug it off somehow and just...i dunno, live the moment. maybe i think this is it. there's no more living the moment after this.i'm going to have to be an adult soon. a job, find a

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lala, waffles, putu piring, chicken rice balls, satay, cendol, burger ayam convert, pasar malam food, pie tee, penang laksa, duyong ikan bakar, roti terbang, oh jian, wan tan mee, chee cheong fun, nai yiu bao~

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ive not written in a long timeive been preoccupied, in a good way i guess. explains my absence, i guess.but at times like today, being christmas eve and all, is a time best spent with that one person you cant get enough of. and i would have thought that i'd be fine, but i also thought that i wouldnt be sitting alone in my room.who's to know what the future holds. its been 2 years, since i last

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they say sadness does not last. for it will give way to happiness.can we also conclude that happiness never lasts?hmm.

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still the rain. calm the heart. stir the passion.im alive.

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the silence. the stillness. the calm.it is all so surreal. is it really true?

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life will not change when we want it to. but it changes when we will it to.we all have things we wish to protect. sometimes, at the very core the most important thing we want to protect is at our very self. and thats our heart. and we tend to armor coat it. or even more, like myself.i am unable to be a person who lives with his heart shown to the world. i have no idea what or who i am to

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-54920992170275071812010-10-17T20:10:00.001+08:002010-10-17T20:10:58.331+08:00

And I suddenly realise that I'm trying to either push people away or pull them closer now depending on what I think of them

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i have this thing going on atm. questioning everything that comes to mind.whats the point ? i never really get anywhere. its just a chunk of questions that lead to more questions when i think about it. these endless amount of questions lead me to believing ive never known anything at all.fact of the matter is, principles now seem to be pointless. whats the use of a principled man? he never

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-84217564856143575422010-10-01T22:26:00.001+08:002010-10-01T22:26:39.645+08:00

Is the definition of beauty inherently agreed upon or merely a conformance to the general consensus?And in that sense, is fashion thus something created as an extension of that which we consider the ideal? Is it then a requirement decided by the few conferred this power, and by whom?

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i just feel like i want to clam up and keep everything inside once again.it almost sounds like it would make my life easier...and nobody would know the difference anyway

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and im quite possibly just above the fail line. just barelywahoo, what a week. im counting it as starting from last saturday.and its not over yet and i feel like im sinking already. but having felt all of the weekend depression, this doesnt feel quite as bador maybe its just cos i hit my head really badly again yesterday?

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-88458043537620535512010-09-19T17:34:00.003+08:002010-09-19T17:34:54.367+08:00

i have no idea how...how to deal with it when you know exactly what your close friend is planning, when you know its going against one of your most important personal principles?i feel like a crappy friend and at the same time like im letting myself down.

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sometimes the feeling's too heavy, and i cant fight it, and i drown

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its tiring holding on to hope continuously.i sometimes wish there was something to just make me plain happy without the need to keep urging myself to go on.i wonder how long all my positive hope can last hahaha

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sanity is over-rated.

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-37993367496991504942010-08-17T21:43:00.001+08:002010-08-17T21:43:20.047+08:00

~you can't unsay what's been said,nor undo what's been done,regret only makes it hurt more,yet pain is what makes us learn.history repeats itself, unless you learn from mistakes. i apparently didnt.eugene, you're such a bitch.

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i am beginning to believe more and more, that i shouldnt open myself upevery time i do, invariably, i hurt the person and myself. getting close to me is like an accident waiting to happen.learnt recently of individualism vs collectivism in the sense of a nation's norms. i think i clearly fall out of singapore's norms. may probably be why most people dont think the same way i do. and is the

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-10083880433966093072010-07-28T00:34:00.003+08:002010-07-28T00:36:11.152+08:00

this post relates to a singular person from my past, and if she still does read my blog, she'll know i mean its her.for the rest of you, you can ignore or skip over this post cos its not really anything worth knowing, but you can read too if you're that kaypoh :Pgiven the way things were, and what happened between us, theres a high possibility we'd never be able to trust each other again.but

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2 weeks ago, when i got back from tioman, i said to myself...i'm gonna sit down and do a nice write up on it. wrote 2 lines and its now still sitting in my email drafts. pfft.i dont seem to change much. and i dont seem to be able to beat my lazy genes. add on...i dont seem to have any motivation for anything anymore.i dont think im in a good place right now. i have nothing to look forward to,

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-88480198099740747772010-06-28T10:17:00.001+08:002010-06-28T10:17:26.117+08:00

blind hope wakes me up daily, waiting to see what good may come of the day.and time to time, more often than id like, it gets crushed, and then renewed.this mask is getting heavier by the day

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at the rate im going, i think i could be a monologue script writer for a show like grey's anatomyyou know, drama-ish, introspective and melancholic stuff.and after all, im ever so quotable so i think it would be a good fit for a job wouldnt it?at times, i think its something good. that i can think about things in such a manner, and then somehow, be able to translate my views and ideas in way

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-16412504707654073722010-06-22T02:02:00.000+08:002010-06-22T02:03:01.042+08:00

so forgetting the fact that i have class in less than 7 hours, i also got into that mood again.you know..the one that makes me want to write stuff. what did you think i meant?and not withstanding the fact that i actually had nothing to write about, i got laura to pick something for me to talk on...and hopefully from there i conjure up some of my magic and make something out of nothing(isn't

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-35907030582415038832010-06-20T16:39:00.001+08:002010-06-20T16:39:38.399+08:00

it doesnt pay to be the nice guy. never does.the world steps on the nice guy as it moves along.but i'll still always be a nice guy.maybe cos im just masochistic, reveling as it happens.but. oh well.sighs

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i should be doing my assgn, but i end up researching for Tioman.its rather apparent how i would prefer to live my life. blech

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the heart beats...hear it, feel it..rhythmically.each beat is another moment of your life coursing through your veins. a moment that may be pain, or joy. an unstoppable moment. unavoidable..and each beat reminds you...you're still alive. the pain teaches you what you value. the joy teaches you what you want.and as much as you want to push the moment away, it will still come. and the fear

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-29601701658421087952010-05-05T11:24:00.000+08:002010-05-05T11:25:09.738+08:00

"Adults are truly the most weirdest creatures on this whole wide world"and i dont blame him. it seems the capability to simplify and make things understandable gets more and more lost as we get older.it seems only kids are able to make up after having hurt each other. adults on the other hand...heh.pride will be all our downfalls.

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circumstance is only a definition, not a limitation.

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knowledge is bitterunderstanding is painfulremembering is torturous

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sometimes, all we want is to feel humanthat is to say, to be allowed to feel that our presence is felt.to feel like we are a difference, that we made a differenceto feel like we...exist.humans exist.but i do not want to exist. i want to live. what does that make me? that makes me a person, i hope.and at the end of the day, as we close our eyes, we think then, was the day good or bad? but if it

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ah, never more shall you meet a person who enjoys tormenting himself emotionally as one such as i may indulge in.

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nothing like time spent alone with your best friend in the world. solitude. mmmmdid i mention that i think i wouldnt be friends with my self (e.g. if i split into 2 similar beings)?

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the beauty of what one traditionally calls gloomy weather never fails to seize this restless heart and calm it down...was what i thought as i made the usual walk to the mrt station heading to work yesterday.in essence, ideas are beautiful. but to some extent i think its more so the way in the ideas are expressed that allows one to fully enjoy their beauty. in that sense, the true brilliance

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ponder this;Does the situation necessitate the use of a particular method to achieve the desired results, or was the method applied as a requirement for achieving the desired results from a situation?or, does it looks and sound the same to you?analysis and feedback would be interesting on this

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inevitability should be questioned. is inevitability really a possibility? or is it just a word coined to describe that which we could avoid but chose not to?was there a moment in time, where we could have made a difference to an inevitable situation? a situation cannot be viewed just as such, for a situation is a point in location/time within a much greater location/time. the intricacy of

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-61261894148282728062010-02-21T02:09:00.000+08:002010-02-21T02:10:09.700+08:00

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 everybodyand 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

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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.

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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

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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*

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feeling kinda..muddle headed atm.iunno...i usually try to avoid blogging around this time cos coherence and direction isnt a very strong point when my brain isnt 100% awake. then again, its also when my brain can be extremely honest in thinking about the things i try not to think about. THEN AGAIN...its also when i get rather emotionally turbulent.or it could just be the lack of sleep talking

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-72214665312255949502010-01-22T22:49:00.001+08:002010-01-22T22:49:18.078+08:00

i should be...but i still do get...why?its been like...so it shouldnt..but it still does..i know i am...and thus conclusion is i should not be..so it still leads me to...why?seriously, why the fuck is it so hard to understand yourself?additionally, i read this book on zen. it says, to be zen, you cannot believe in the concept of dualism, for there is nothing except for what is in your mind, e.g

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-43225789595971047932010-01-21T13:18:00.001+08:002010-01-21T13:18:14.133+08:00

you know what...i walk in a straight line easily, but i realised its impossible for me to think in a straight line.my thoughts will just wander off somewhere randomly(i think most who read my blog already realised this by now), and then i forget what i originally wanted to talk about.was in kinokuniya yesterday and spent a while checking out random books cos i had time to kill while waiting..

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At Musing's EndPart 1: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgx8wpr6-eY&fmt=18Part 2: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SDOz65cst24&fmt=18a very melancholic short. very worth your time.note, this is one of those things you do not just watch. you listen. you think. you absorb.an experience-- Using Opera's revolutionary e-mail client: http://www.opera.com/mail/

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Woot! first post of 2010!....and i have nothing in particular to say. lolwell actually theres plenty of things going on in my mind, but not all which i want to put on this blog. like how its rather funny that a quiz thingie on facebook said that i'd be capable of murder if pushed too far. not funny? hmm...maybe it is because i think i could be capable of it :Pthen again...i wouldnt just commit

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-17424411283960638922009-12-31T23:07:00.001+08:002009-12-31T23:07:47.255+08:00

2009 is leaving...taking with it the memories created; good or bad.and 2010 is coming, bringing with it hope; that which we humans cannot live without.so heads up everybody...let's all look 2010 in the eye as he comes in with a gusto and see what he has to offer.

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usually, at around this time of the year you'd find a rather introspective post on the year and so onbut im gonna change that norm this year. i feel that i shouldnt be looking inside too much this time around. im looking forward to next year, whatever it brings.(and with reference to my last post of 2008) i guess i did find some un-fun trick doors this year. then again, life was never made to

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-33691247556307162552009-12-22T00:19:00.001+08:002009-12-22T00:19:43.041+08:00

oh meh gawdz.never had such a busy december before. first time i've had december just whizz by like a train that only has an accelerator on a downhill slope.but it aint all that bad. never knew shortage of sleep could be so...fun. havoc that is so amusing. unbridled laughter that comes a dime a dozen.i guess...i'm finally starting to really enjoy life again. i think i'm done with just living.

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com7tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-85448349916772743682009-12-16T23:42:00.001+08:002009-12-16T23:42:26.797+08:00

i just had a morbid thought...if anything were to happen to me, i know i would want the rites and the funeral to be done in my hometown, undoubtedly.but that being said, who would be there at my funeral?my opinion, of a measure of a person's life...is to be gauged after his life.that said, have i made my presence felt in peoples life?

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-76666316550340866492009-12-11T00:51:00.001+08:002009-12-11T00:51:46.473+08:00

dont we all love how english sentences can have different meanings without changing intonation or punctuation?and i always wonder how many people are able to understand me...well probably not many given that i dont let many people into my head. main reason being, i dont think most people can handle what's going on in there, or keep up.then again...how many people who know me would even want

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i love to be proven wrong. also love to be proven right!but..i got proven..half wrong? lol dunno what to make of it XD

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its gonna take a few days for me to muster up my courage, lol.and i'll then see if i am proven wrong or right

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-42848426638597992552009-11-30T15:49:00.001+08:002009-11-30T15:49:59.713+08:00

at the end of the day, its simple really.i just wonder to myself, who in their right mind would like me? lolsimplifies many things really

3ug3n3noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5235109.post-2649287090575398262009-11-29T18:44:00.001+08:002009-11-29T18:44:30.988+08:00

i accidentally CTRL-U'ed my post..so im irritatedbut in essence...i just wanted to say that i think i should start leaving deeper imprints where i've been. i think im too forgettable

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last paper is tomorrow, and im still procrastinating on studying...even when i am so stressed that its a double cred module, sigh!so december, will that bright star turn into a meteorite, or remain as so? only time will tell, and im looking forward to it...

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This is a hugeeeeeeee chunk of text. read only if you're truly, truly bored..and if you are actually gonna be bothered to try to understand this curiously weird individual :PEugene's Birth ChartSource: http://astro.cafeastrology.com/

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Source: http://www.adestiny.com/bazi_report/sample/Personality and CharacterYou develop a sense of justice and care deeply about doing good deeds. You always feel superior which makes you a confident and egoistic person. With a tendency to procrastinate, you change your mind frequently or fail to sort out your preference altogether. However, once you have made up your mind, you will set out

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imagine that..your life is, a night sky..as per usual...there will be nights that its cloudy and you see nothing. but more so than that..there will always be the stars there waiting to see you once again, day after day, no matter how cloudy or how much it rained. these stars can be...your guiding posts...they may also be there, just for you, for the sake of being there because they're your

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re-reading the past few posts...i see i'm conflicted, inside.i better straighten myself out. exams are next week. and this term is no pushover like the last

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love, ethics, right and wrong, chaos and harmony.concepts of the human mind, created by us, suffered by us, enforced by... us?sometimes, i'm lead to thinking and questioning myself. why am i...upholding this belief of myself? why do i persistently hang on so tightly to my principles? i see people around the world who don't do what i do and they're pretty much fine.i am highly immature.yet there

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more and more, i wish what i had said in my previous post could be true.more so on the one that records your brain...because i sometimes think about so many things, or some things that are so complicated to think about...that i find trouble putting it into words to be said at a later point.why do i have to be such a thinker, when i have nobody to share my thoughts with? sigh

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wonder what would life be like if it were possible to attach a camera to someone's eye?or even better, a device that records your thoughts into data you can re-view on your computer. how cool...-- Using Opera's revolutionary e-mail client: http://www.opera.com/mail/

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question to all, how many of my faces have you seen?somehow, i think i am using multiple personalities to help me get by the days. there was once days that i did not feel the need for me to have walls. so why do i feel the need now? i have friends who like to know im okay. yet why do i continue to keep up this facade that im so strong and dont want to be helped?why am i such a stubborn ass that i

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im pretty thankful for the fact that the mind thinks faster than bodies can act/react, or is physically possiblecos im pretty sure i would do stupid things like run all the way to a foreign country to say hi to a friend cos i suddenly thought of them. or send someone to the skies for blocking my way when i walk(would they still be blocking my way if i was capable of walking at super speed or

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hear the sounds and wonder, where do we fit in?ponder, what are we made for? pity the one who knows notyou who knows you know not knows morebridging worlds once unfathomable i wonder to what extent will we gorespecting not the way nature is meant to be the deplorable state of the earth shallhaunt us to no end dismayed at usannoyed at what we do yet i can do nothingEverybody could use an olive

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500 days of summer was scary.scary in the lines that i heard, the situations, the male lead's feelings. i almost felt like yelling, "man, i feel you".well ill be damned but im still sleepy after knocking out for 12 hours

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i wonder, if its an uphill slope im on now..or has it suddenly turned into a downhill slope...again?

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what is happiness without satisfaction?i can feel happiness...but i am in no way satisfied with my life, nor the way its going....sigh.

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im in a rotten mood.

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as one being fortunate enough to have the opportunity to be able to enjoy a nice bourbon coke and read a novel on the 26th floor while enjoying the sounds of a fountain and the city unwinding, i'd say its quite the way to chill out.and after the book is done (The Lost Symbol btw, and it's incredible. thanks guys for the gift :D), i had time to just...sit there, in my head. and think.its

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to know that you do not know, and to realise that you are not lost but merely not knowing of where you are headed...that is the sign that you should have your eyes wide open and minds receptive to change and new ideas.im trying hard...

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dissidia vs crisis core vs the lost symbol vs greys anatomy vs boston legalwhat to doooooooooo?! D:

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birthday post. hehso another year has passed. hmm. meh.outlook on life changed a bit. come and gone, but some still remain. people that i call friends, you lot know who you are. you make life worth living :D

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good god, who knew passing out could hurt so much.one moment you're walking to the toilet cos you feel like throwing up, next you get this thought "oh this aint good"..and suddenly, you're on the floor sitting up against a wall head leaning..upper lip cut and aching and you cant figure out how you got there.you find yourself, gasping for breath, head spinning, heart pumping excessively, and

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humans..are contradictory. cant remember if ive ever said it before...it seems that the capability to create and be ingenious has also made us such complexities that we never fail to complicate matters which are essentially simple. "guided" by our ethics and principles..we try to make sense of the situation, and justify them in what that decision brings us. some even take it so far as to try

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Eugene oh eugene, where the hell are you?Who knew finding yourself could take so much effort and time?

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well malacca was good. reaction from family about my hair, not so ahahawell i had loads of time, and that means thinking time. add on the spammage of greys anatomy and boston legal and thats a lot of food for thoughtdoubt id remember everything to repost here, if i do, i willtho i wonder who even reads my thinking posts?

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there was a girl, who, by her definition..has lived alone for the past several years with little to no contact with her parents and family.she had a pretty normal life..loved music and talking to her friends. despite living in the same city as her family, she still had not much contact with them yet she longed to hear more. especially from her dad and mom who she had almost never talked to

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certainly has been an uneventful week, and that has made it pretty darn good.had loads of time to think of new ways to say thingsand i think id need that...cos i really need to motivate myselfid like to take the example of walking at night on a road with lights interspersed...walking along this path, you'd always be alternating between walking towards one light and walking away from another.there

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last few posts, i sounded pissy and angsty. i still am.but thats it. this has spoilt enough days for me. an entire week where i should have been studying has been wrecked. i dont want to point fingers cos someone will just say i made that shit up again.so im forgetting everything. i wont contact you. i wont care about your life. i wont care about your "friend" either. dont bother locking your

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what is to be expected of life?they should stop teaching crap like history or Moral at school and start teaching real thought provoking things. we're just becoming machines for an industry thats killing the world...oh. and im tired. so friggin tired. oh so fuckin tired, but i cant stop. now i know what john mayer meant when he sang that "no, we're never gonna stop this train"so i put this on

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khong mac quan bo den truong = no wearing jeans to schoolkhong mac quan, bo den truong = no wear pants, crawl to schoolthis made me lol for real. serious lol moment

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yes i know my blog looks crapped up...the background image has gone off imageshack..knew i should have saved it myself bahits gonna remain this boring look till i find a new skin..which wont be for a while. heh

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i am horribly messy.most people wouldnt know that, actually...almost no one does except for relatives and a few friends who've ever stepped into my room before.and today, i finally cleared up the mess that is my table. its been months since i last organized it, mainly for a lack of motivation (aka mega laziness). actually decided to clear it up cos i have notes strewn and hidden here and

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i love paradoxes...if you know that you know nothing, then you know something.

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IS TOO FUCKING AWESOME!wooooooooooooooooooot!

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Extraversion - 75%Extroverted - Extraversion is the tendency to direct one's attention externally, toward others and the environment. People who are extraverted tend to be assertive and active, energetic and confident, talkative and gregarious, and often experience positive emotions.Agreeableness - 87.5%Agreeable - Agreeableness reflects the tendency to be warm, helpful, friendly, and

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fucking evil!made me lose part of my dinner :(or maybe because we already had whiskey and vodka before that, heh

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overdose of jack johnson = a very chilled out eugeneis that good? exams in 3 weeks..might not be eh?moo!

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today, i made a decision. or rather, i actually made it like 2 weeks ago after contemplating things...but decided not to say anything, so that i can think about it a lil bit more and to avoid putting a dark cloud over the person's holidays...as i knew, what id say would definitely....well, you know.as it is, the flow of the conversation turned out to be pretty much what i imagined it to be.

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why do i weave such beautiful tapestries, when i know at the end of it they shall remain elusive?-- Posted via email using Opera's revolutionary e-mail client: http://www.opera.com/mail/

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this morning had a totally sunday morning feel to me, so i decided to put up a song that just croons Sunday Morning to me!and for anybody interested to find out how to put up a song like i have on my blog(its from google! foc!!), do pm me on msn and i will give you the necessary info ;)

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Ponder this:you never actually lose anything in life, except for chances. well maybe except for your sanity, that really can be lost rather easilyevery other thing, it was a chance to do something that was not taken, that led to it being lost.looking back, i give up chances rather easily, dont i? its really hard to give up a passive attitude-- Posted via email using Opera's revolutionary

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Think of me not as i seembut as i amKnow me not as i speakbut as i thinkLove me not for what i dobut for why i doim random :D-- Posted via email using Opera's revolutionary e-mail client: http://www.opera.com/mail/

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and so, how does one define...happiness?a state within where theres a lack of unhappiness one might say, where there is not any negative feelings, ill will or otherwise towards anyone or anything.by that definition i believe many people are capable of achieving happiness throughout the day, either by not having such feelings at all, or by suppressing them through conscious control..or even

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