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Saturday, October 27, 2007

Blame it on your courage.
Or blame it on yourself.

had a pretty hard time trying to coach my brother today.
life's been a bore and a chore.
so many things to do,
so little time,
so no mood to do.
things been clashing with each other,
chalets with camps,
camps with CCA,
CCA with guitar.
hundreds of people i came by today,
and no one smiled at me.
they stare and stare and stare like im an alien from mars.
randomly talk on humans. ;)
people sometimes just dont like to spare their smile.
dont they know that frowns tke up more muscle?
and smiling actually makes you happier?
people are holding hands and looks on their faces says,
"Hes mine." or "Dont look at her or i'll hack you"
LOL. people minding their own business and people stares at you when you talk loudly in the lift.

you helped your mum fold clothes and it took you hours to finish folding the huge heap of clothings.
you try to do it in a systematical way and you think its useless.
you had a wondeful dinner that makes you feel drowsy.
you switch on the computer and start posting about your dang life.
yeah yeah. like people has time to care about your life when they are like so much busier with their own life.

maybe i should really have a great ambition.
recommended by my brother dat is,
to be the CEO of mac donalds.
WHEETS!
my mum says he earns even more than the CEO of lee hwa jewellry.
and maybe i really have to make myself into a clown before i join mac donalds. ;) how lame.
lets start dreaming to be in a big white and red and yellow building with a big letter M at the top,
and where you sit at the top 108th floor.
you put your legs on your office table and signing documents.
you earn a few million each second for every burger you sell in the world.
whoa. how nice.
and obviously dreams are dreams.
so now im awoke just from my dream.
blame it on the courage to dream such a big dream.

what a day. what a dream. what a guy.
and now im falling asleep again,
this time not a dream.
but a nightmare.
lets start the nightmare when you are online.
thinking about the person you love,
suddenly the screen turns all black,
and you see the person you were thinking a few seconds ago appearing,
saying "stop being so foolish and dumb" a few thousand times that it got into your mind.
your heart breaks into pieces.
the guy/girl gives you a slap.
you wake up, crying.
blame it on yourself.

now you are walking on the streets,
back to life,
society and reality.
where nothing cares about you except the people you love and the people who loves you.
where people goes to work,
sleep, eat, drink, bathe, walk, run, talk, cry, play.
where cruelty stays,
where the best of your life happens.
where you are grateful that some people appear in your life.
THANKYOU. ILOVEYOU.
where you hate your life and feel like dying.
whoa, so random. ;))

1:59 PM