The period I regret the most.
The moments I regret the most.
The mistakes I regret the most.
The words left unsaid.
The actions left undone.
The questions left unanswered.
The mind still in doubt.
The memories still linger.
The people still unaware.
Every night hurts.
It’s not good to learn too much.
It’s not good to read up too much.
It’s not good to know too much.
Curiosity really kills the cat.
Take any close friend of yours and think about him/her.
How often have your opinions of him/her changed?
How often have you loved and hated him/her?
How often have you trusted and distrusted him/her?
How often have you agreed and disagreed with him/her?
How often have you been feeling secured and insecured with him/her?
Think about the above, and add in more of your own questions that are similar. Then think again.
This time, think about your first opinions, love, trust, agreements, security with him/her.
Then, think about how did they change.
Is it because other people’s words made you change your thoughts of him/her?
If so, what makes you think their words are reliable?
If so, what did they say?
Did they tell you your friend has been flirting around?
If so, how true? Or, why?
Did they tell you your friend has been seen doing weird stuffs?
If so, how true? Or, why?
Did they tell you your friend has been seen in red light districts?
If so, how true? Or, why?
Did they tell you your friend has been backstabbing you?
If so, how true? Or, why?
Truths can never come from third parties.
Truths can only come from the victim, the accused, the backstabbed, the slandered.
Truths cannot be told by looking at CCTVs.
Truths cannot be told by looking through text messages in the phones of the “victim’s flirt victims.”
Truths cannot be told by seeing your friend talking to him/herself from a distant.
Truths cannot be told by looking at chatlogs that shows your friend gossiping about you.
Truths, or rather, answers. Can only be told by the very person who holds onto it. Ask. If they don’t answer, or if they give you bull shit, just take it. Teachers don’t kill you for leaving questions blank, do they?
Opinions change every now and then. We are all getting bad opinions, and good opinions.
I have a set of good opinions, and a set of bad opinions for every single person I know.
I know very well, what bad opinions people would have of me. I know very well too, to what degree of badness should opinions of me be.
One shit thing about these is probably when you do neutral to good stuffs, and create bad opinions for yourself.
An example would be when, being a guy, you try to catch up with your friends, say, females. Others then think of you as trying to hook them up. Next thing you know, you’ve a new label, probably as a “despo” or something.
To make it even more interesting, now think of those labelling you a despo telling your girlfriend that you’ve been trying to hook other girls up. And it sadly actually happens.
Second letter, letter before the last, fifth letter.
“The Man Who Can’t Be Moved” by The Script
Going Back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I’m not gonna move
Got some words on cardboard, got your picture in my hand
Saying, “If you see this girl can you tell her where I am?”
Some try to hand me money, they don’t understand
I’m not broke I’m just a broken hearted man
I know it makes no sense but what else can I do
How can I move on when I’m still in love with you
Cauz if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I’m not moving, I’m not moving
Policeman says, “Son you can’t stay here”
I said, “There’s someone I’m waiting for if it’s a day, a month, a year”
Gotta stand my ground even if it rains or snows
If she changes her mind this is the first place she will go
Cauz If one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinking maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I’m not moving, I’m not moving
I’m not moving, I’m not moving
People talk about the guy that’s waiting on a girl
There are no holes in his shoes but a big hole in his world
Maybe I’ll get famous as the man who can’t be moved
Maybe you wont mean to but you’ll see me on the news
And you’ll come running to the corner
Cauz you’ll know it’s just for you
I’m the man who can’t be moved
Cauz if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me
And your heart starts to wonder where on this earth I could be
Thinkin maybe you’ll come back here to the place that we’d meet
And you’ll see me waiting for you on our corner of the street
So I’m not moving, I’m not moving
Going back to the corner where I first saw you
Gonna camp in my sleeping bag I’m not gonna move
Times Have Changed, But I Have Not.
November 23, 2008
I want more job alternatives.
Neither do I wanna be in the retail nor the F&B industry anymore.
I want a job that allows me to earn while I eat, sleep, and play.
“Dream on, Brighton.”
Actually, it ain’t possible, right?
Just have to.. think of how to get to live a life like that. Yeah.
Till that day comes, guess I just have to make do with what I have now.
Eheh.When asked a question, silence usually means consent…
Stubborn as I am, I really have not changed. I’m still the same, it’s still the same.
This page is as good as dead now; I’m not exactly updating, I’m just here to peek at my page statistics, and to prove one thing.
Statistics show that visits have dropped, that’s reasonable and understandable.
The next thing is, I’ve quoted my November 23rd’s entry above.
My “dream” has half came true! – Dreams do come true(at LEAST half)!
I earn from home now. From home! I spend about 2 hours working a day, at home and the rest of my time outside having fun, or sleeping in my room, and still earn more than folding clothes for 9 hours a day at retail outlets!
What’s this supposed to mean..?
The Cathay.
That was my favourite bear!
I think that’s my pet shark-on-a-stick.
Late dinner cum early supper at the open area food court next to Le Meridien(now known as Concorde Hotel) with Joseph after his work, and after my class.
She’s beautiful, and her voice melts all…
Colourful.
Don’t keep ordering McDonalds!
No idea what was this for.
Ran out of wine glass.
Burn.
An… Incomplete boar? Ha.
These are some random, and some not so random shots. Decided to upload all of them, because I might not be doing so anymore.
I’m not dying. I’m not leaving.
I’ve 203 unpublished entries in this WordPress account, because I cannot publish them.
I’d say right from the very start till date, this web log only logs up to at most 20% of my life. If I publish entries about the other 80% of my life, I’m afraid I have to do so anonymously. And that’s exactly what I’m considering now. ;D
Should I decide to do so, all I can and have to say is, hmm, catch me around? Eheh.
See ya later, alligators.
To think that even teenagers like me get affected by the recession.
Not that I can’t find a job, I’ve turned down 3 offers.
All retail offers.
I turned down Armani Exchange today, under Club21.
I’m just really sick of doing retail already.
No idea why did I bother to go for NewUrbanMale’s interview with Joseph today. ;\
I really, really, wish…
Mugging after O’s.
To Joanne, from Joseph(JX, Jia Xing), ha ha.
We should prefer to be loved for no reason, than to be loved for a reason or for reasons.
Don’t you think so? Reasons don’t last forever.
Reasoned love is bound to cease when the reason(s) are no longer valid.
Err..
I’m jobless now.
Really desperate for another one now.
Coincidentally met Jerome and JiaSheng while waiting for Joseph at TANGS.
Walked about, then headed down to Heeren for job enquiries when Joseph arrived.
Dinner over at Cine, and then met up with the rest; Balya, Joan, Joanne, Shan and MinQuan.
Late for work today, didn’t sleep well man.
Tomorrow’s full shift, after which I’d be feeling rather relieved albeit the morning shift on Monday.
Think I flunked my examination today. Shall hope for the best.
Gonna do some stuffs now.
Bye.
