Wednesday, May 06, 2009
1:20 AM
If I could,
I would want to continue keeping things locked away,
Just a key that is cast away to the sea.
I don't want people to attempt to think,
They knew every little bit of me.
My family,
My life,
My friends,
To use things for their own benefits.
I am tired.
Tired of the emotions,
Tired of the anger,
Tired of the frustrations,
Tired of the stupid people,
Tired of people's ignorance & ways.
I was walking,
I thought to myself what would I do if my parents have left,
Since my sisters have their own family.
I will leave Singapore.
I will get out of this place,
& settle in a place where people are different.
I do not know whether its the place,
Or is it me.
But I just know,
My heart belongs some where else.
Some where else,
Where my heart can sing a song daily amidst all these crashing waves.
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Tuesday, April 28, 2009
2:08 AM
Once again,
Ill let my words guide me.
Most times, I need the spirit of discernment.
With the people Ive meet,
The people Ive got to manage,
The people whom I communicate with.
Wisdom.
Im in lack of that.
This time,
Im letting my weakest skill,
To build my strongest step ahead.
Back to square 1.
Such irony.
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Monday, April 27, 2009
12:36 AM
Nothing beats the occasial escapades to this private blog of mine.
Not that it has too much of my personal information.
But I think.
I could rage slightly more as my crowd here are personal peeps.
On the other hand,
I was given a small opportunity to contribute to this blog.
I have no idea whether things would work out.
But at least,
It will be a baby stepping stone for me.
To explore the writing side of me at least.
Okays..........
Here is the current new blog......... So yes, I have 2 blogs now.
But Please.......
Keep red-roses- as the private blog................
Thank You All...
www.vintagecoffee.wordpress.com
There will be more things to edit in wordpress.
So, Patience!
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Monday, April 20, 2009
1:56 AM
Despite having a new blog,
Some times writing here, this personal familiar space still feels better.
Nostalgia maybe?
I am still having issues with my room.
The small tiny space.
All my unpack things.
Such catastrophic things & clothing all over the room.
Bought a new lap top,
Not unwrapped yet due to the confine space.
My old laptop, this current one.
Filled with virus, which I suspect it's from my friend's transfered music.
All my memories & files lost in outer space.
My hard drive is failing on me too.
Such frustration is getting on my nerves.
I dislike all these technological related hard wares.
Expensive to maintain,
Expensive to purchase.
Crash within a second.
This is a human error.
It is no doubt a good invention.
But a failure to many.
I wonder.
When will I ever get use to this country.
Bad Weather.
Small confine catastrophic space.
People who look down on others.
Man.
I need much more patience & love to survive in this country.
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Friday, April 03, 2009
3:12 AM
I am pretty tempted to just write again.
Features in Magazines and so forth.
I don't know why,
But some how
A writing space and giving some opinionated thoughts at times,
Squeezes out the droplets of stress coped up inside me.
haha.
I think,
I should write again.
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Sunday, March 29, 2009
4:27 AM
I want back my dreams.
My Hopes,
My Faith,
My Love,
My Confidence.
I realize that it is still a season of healing.
This pain,
The subtle pains.
The hidden ones.
The overly exposed one.
The extra ingredients of more comments.
The ingredients of same stabs.
Break Free.
I want to Take Flight.
Bring my Melbourne into Singapore.
I may not be there with the rest of the people.
But I can't go on like this.
There must be some thing more to Singapore yes?
I am stronger than this.
I am.
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Friday, March 27, 2009
9:18 PM
I do not know how silly I have been for the past nearly 3 years of my life.
Some how,
These few months have been about closures of the chapters in my life.
Many times I felt that I have let go of things.
Some times I think that I am over and done with things.
Some times the pain lingers.
Some times I let excuses get the best of me.
Most times,
I let things handicapped my visions.
Its going to near the 3rd week of the fast.
Im so tired.
Im sorry if I did not want to attempt working things out.
Im sorry if I prefer to believe things were that way.
Im sorry if I did not clear things up.
Im sorry.
I have enough.
I need to let go.
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