orange.

at KK.

it was another great weekend spent away from this THM place.

:)

"that, you'll have to go figure out yourself"

Be as wise as serpent

and as meek as doves.

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i think the world is a very bad place and there's a lot of mean people out there.... looking for chances to bring you down, to back stab you, to kill your spirit, to twist your dreams.

*_#

this kind of reality really upsets me.

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i think some people can be so bad that they will do all kinds of things to sabotage you. they will step on you as if you're the rungs of their ladder to go higher.

mean people. i really don't get their point of doing that. ok, it probably makes them look good.

bongok betul.

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some people are particularly helpful.

they only know how to say

i don't know.

ok, sometimes they also give a longer version of i don't know ...

"that, you'll have to go figure out yourself"

they don't even bother to give suggestions...

to me, that the most irresponsible thing a 'leader' can say to the people working WITH him/her. (not FOR him/her!)

haih. bodoh betul la some people. Cis, bedebah!

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why are they like that waaaaannnnn?????

TBT!!!!!!

i told you i would drive away

There’s work waiting for me to do. There are certificates waiting to be collected and sent for photocopying. There are exercise books waiting to be marked, experiments waiting to be carried out.

And the list goes on.

I still haven’t really recovered from the fact that we will not be sent for the basketball competition.

“There’s always next year”, some said.

OK FINE. WHATEVER.

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We had our getaway over the weekend.
And I think playing in the rain was the best part. :)

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i'm halfway thru South of Broad. I think the story matches my jimo-ness.



sometimes, it's really a bit too late and you found yourself at the point of no return.
and you began to live in the world of 'what-if'.. The what-ifs filled up your mind every time you locked yourself in those moments.

Those Moments that stayed.

that's it

i wish there's an unending road trip.. and we just drive and drive.. and drive away.

a twisted dream that we die to make believe.




the week has been a weird one.

things happened and they hit hard.

and you wondered why some people can be so darn selfish, living at the expense of another person's life.

there will be no more TKC. no more representing the zone for basketball competition. they made us live in a lie. false promises. they gave us hope and then shattered that same hope into thousand pieces.

i am utterly disappointed.

our story

would you walk with me?

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All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am

But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true, I was made for you

I climbed across the mountaintops
Travel across the ocean blue
I cross over lines and I broke all the rules
And baby I broke them all for you

Oh because even when I was flat broke
You made me feel like a million bucks
You do, I was made for you

You see the smile that's on my mouth
It's hiding the words that don't come out
All of the friends who think that I'm blessed
They don't know I'm in this mess

No they don't know who I really am
And they don't know what I've been through
Like you do, and I was made for you

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am

Oh but these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to
It's true, I was made for you
Oh yeah, and it's true that I was made for you
The Story, Brandi Carlile