Saturday, March 15, 2014
15/03/2014 So used to it...
How funny that blogging has become such a daily routine? Probably because I have no one to talk to except a virtual computer. How pathetic isn't it? Yesterday, I actually cried while doing work. Thoughts of myself being lonely and all just flooded in. Would anyone even be sad if I were to die? Sadly, there doesn't seemed to be a great way to die peacefully. It's normal to think of dying right? It has been really long since I last had such thoughts. I have no idea why it's resurfacing again. Every single time when I feel like dying, I try to single out my thoughts and think of the beautiful future I may have. That little hope. It's soon dying out. It's really sad how I look back into my life and realizes that nobody loves me. May be it's true about existentialism. We are born alone and die alone.
Friday, March 14, 2014
15/03/2014 ... emptiness
I've never felt so pressurized in my entire life. All the things that are directing at me. I just can't ignore. I really wished I didn't exist. Maybe I could just die. Never ever felt so helpless, unhappy. God, why did you send all these? Everything happens for a reason? This is POINTLESS. You're just making me feel a million times worst. Nothing can bring me back to where I was before. Things that have been done cannot be undone. I really wanna kill myself and make you feel guilty. Can I swallow some pills and never wake up? There are no tears left. I can't even bring myself to cry. I can't even talk to anyone. I don't trust anyone. Just wanna be alone. I feel so damn useless. This life is pointless. I can't help myself. I can't anyone. Just a fucking failure in life. Nothing's worst than all these happenings. I can't detach myself from all these emotions and thoughts. Why did you send me here? Why did you want me to go through all these? I fucking detest myself. It won't happened if I didn't... damn regret for all the decisions that I have made. If I were to have a power, it would be to make people disappear and listen to my orders. Then I can create my utopia world. Why can't I be like others? Why do you wanna make people suffer? Why? Why? Why? I can't feel my soul anymore. I'm just a living dead.
Tuesday, March 11, 2014
11/03/2014
无法痊愈的伤疤不停的裂开,
心里不断涌现自己的脆弱
没有人看见,没有人知道
不停的走,不停的徘徊
似乎没有人发现那女孩
在流泪,在心碎
也许是雨水,
停止的时间,
却停止不了,
永恒的快乐。
身旁的人事物都将在有一天消失,
我为何留恋心中种种的酸甜苦辣,
即时知道我也会像雾一样,
消失在手指尖的那么一天,
却也抵不过对自己的猜疑。
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為什麼要給我一顆跳動的心臟 卻忘了給我 飛翔的翅膀?
為什麼要給我一顆跳動的心臟 又把我 丟在這寂寞戰場
這世界有多大我就有多徬徨
有沒有一點希望 讓我去闖 天涯海角 讓我去闖
-闖,五月天
09/03/2014 Let me live under water
Under the seas, troubles dissolve.
They cannot breathe.
I can only listen to my own heartbeat.
Feelings can be nullified.
I really am clueless when I can bring myself out of all these troubles. I have no idea why I am causing myself so much so much unnecessary pain. WHY? I could not live on pretending to be something I am not. Less than others? All these hidden painful feelings couldn't get more bottled up. How do I even tell? I'm lost. Can we turn back time?
Tuesday, March 4, 2014
05/03/2014 Between Hope & Darkness
Many things happened recently... just too many to be mentioned. Sometimes, I wished I have the power to change and turn things around. I may have some... but certain things are beyond my circumstances. This morning, I was feeling really terrible. It felt so painful inside that I hoped a train would just hit me and let me die. Even though I know I shouldn't be thinking of things like that... My thoughts started to run wild & thought of ways to just end my life. How do people find love in such broken places? How do we even fall in love and be happen when all around us are just examples of failures and broken pieces? Through all these... I realized how lonely and helpless I can be. Even friends can't help you feel better. Nobody does anyway. I really hoped I would not be affected by everything around me but no. This is probably why I have been secretly wishing I had a family soon and get out of every trouble I face. Once I have my own family, I can fill it with love. I will make sure I don't make the same mistakes. I will try my best to be a perfect mum, a loving parent to my children, a great teacher, a reliable and trustworthy friend. I am really envy of young families. Seeing how uncertain things are right now, really wished I could just get out and skip to the part where I get married and happily ever after...! Just the thought of being in a family keeps me alive & hoping... believing that I can also experience the happiness of being loved and contentment.
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Sunday, March 2, 2014
03/03/2014 Jai Guru Deva Om
I could listen to you all day long...
Sad song piercing through broken heart.
What's inside you will never change.
Seek & Stumble.
Still you find yourself.
Same exact
Spot.
#unrelated #ootd
Sad song piercing through broken heart.
What's inside you will never change.
Seek & Stumble.
Still you find yourself.
Same exact
Spot.
#unrelated #ootd
Sunday, February 9, 2014
10/02/2013 NY.
Struggling here at week 5... Thankfully I'm recovering from my sickness. Whenever I'm sick, I'm constantly being reminded that I'm vulnerable, but I love myself even more because this is the only time I can actually show this part of me. The rest of the time... I'm just pretending to be strong. It's the only time I deserved to be pampered, to lie in bed and do nothing the whole day, to expect people to give in to me, to eat my favourite food. When I'm sick, my brain would wander off to good times... I actually love being sick. I would spend my time reminiscing good o' times like free times during JC where I spent time with my loved ones, when my mother was still not working and would spend time with us in the afternoon or when I would explore new places with my best friend. How precious. Times where I really felt no burden and I could taste what real freedom and happiness is.
Truly tasted Freedom & Happiness at Krabi.
Friday, January 24, 2014
23/01/2014 #throwback to Day 1
I hate to say this is my last semester. On Thursday, I came to school early to print my notes. I loved how slightly empty the school is. It felt like I'm Cha Eun Sang who came to school early to avoid crowds and enjoy the calmness and stillness. As I was sitting at a window seat near A bus, I can't help but be engrossed in the "It's my final year... " kind of feeling. How did that happen? I remembered Day 1 of school, my first lesson was theater studies in LT 13. I was wearing a red plaid shirt paired with white shorts with sneakers. Must give off the school girl vibe... young and fresh... clueless and bump into someone cute, get together, get married. Ok, none of this happened. Fast forward, now I'm year 3! Time really flies. I felt like I've shortchanged myself in school. I didn't know so many things were happening around me.
I'm a tiny shellfish in this entire ocean, refusing to move an inch to explore. When I realized all the shellfishes beside me have left, I felt so lonely and stupid. I have nowhere to go.
I'm a tiny shellfish in this entire ocean, refusing to move an inch to explore. When I realized all the shellfishes beside me have left, I felt so lonely and stupid. I have nowhere to go.
Tuesday, January 14, 2014
13/01/2014 Hello, New Semester!
I hate to say this... but Hello to a new hell semester. I am having mixed feelings since it will be my last semester. I can't do honors because my CAP didn't make it good enough for the school to spend another year of money and effort on student like me. Some things... even money can't buy. Looking back, my time in NUS is so fast. I've always felt like I have shortchanged myself. There are so many activities, so many opportunities and I'm just lazing my ass off. Sometimes, I feel like a nuisance and I don't belong to school. #Wow, 3 years of education to make myself feel lousier than ever. #ThankyouNUS Maybe, I'm not meant for academics. This society is always unfair. No matter how hard I try, I always feel like shit... I wonder if there's any one who feels the same as me. Whatever, it is.
“Yesterday is history, tomorrow is a mystery, today is a gift of God, which is why we call it the present.”
“We are products of our past, but we don't have to be prisoners of it.”
Well, I love how Rick Warren
describes about our past. Currently, I am reading Man's Search For Meaning
by Viktor E. Frankl. I enjoyed the foreword by Harold S. Kushner.
He described how a man was faced with his
emotional turmoil when the Nazi threw all his credentials and degree into the
dustbin, and told him that he has nothing left. It hit me so hard. I begin
imagining one day… I am in front of God. And He just chucked aside everything I
worked my life for into maybe thin air? They can vanish and dissolve into
little particles with a touch of God's fingertips. Everything I worked for
would be NOTHING. Then, I realized how vulnerable I was. Who am I to
think I am worthy just because I had a degree. Anyone else can have the same
degree. Someone can come in and destroy what I had. Probably the government
starts to set a law that an arts degree is nothing compared to a lawyer degree
or considered unworthy in this society. After all, humans are the ones who set
the rules and determine our morals. We are the evil ones who invent all the
good and bad stuff. War wouldn’t exist if it weren’t for the greed of human. Is
there anything not created by humans? Religion? Language? What really matters
in the end?
I remember how I was so inspired by Candy Chang
and her Before I Die project. I kept remembering her words which help me to set
my paths right. She said that “Thinking about death helps her to see things
clearer.” I keep that dearly to me. Whenever you know that you might die the
very next day, month, year… you might want to hold back your arguments and
instead tell your loved ones how much you meant to them.
Probably, your degree doesn’t even mean much.
You are not more than nor less than anyone else. We are equal.
Sunday, January 12, 2014
08/01/2013 Poulet!
The day Sinta flew to Hong Kong for her exchange! We gonna miss you! I don't know why but we kept meeting up as if we are not gonna see her for a year but it's only 5 months! And I have plans to fly to meet Sinta at Hong Kong (provided if I earn enough). Everyone is going for exchange and I'm here in Singapore. *sigh* Anyway, I also have plans for myself but I don't even know if I am crazy or brave enough to do so. I wished someone supported me all this while. Cheers and Take care @sintayo. :D
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