19 years on.

FUCKING HELL BLOGGER JUST DELETED MY ENTRY I TYPED FOR 1 FUCKING HOUR.

I'm typing what I remembered. Fucked up.

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Time to blog again. I forgot most of the things, so its offically fucked.

Time to reflect on what I have done for 18 years and 364 days.
I Cant remember 12 years of my life. I dont even have fucking pictures to look at.

Here's what I can think on 6 years 364 days.

1. Decent o levels.
2. 1 past relationship.
3. winning a photographic compeition. No big fuck.
4. I regret saying I wont regret saying anything.

These 4 things, are the one's who pop out. Buddha blessed me with such a life. Sorry i'm not religious. Just dont feel like using god.
These 4, doesnt say where I am, who I am, what I am gd at. Actually it does. It says,

-I'm in singapore
-I'm fucking ugly, no character, disgusting, boring
-I'm good at boasting!
-I'm a fucker.



There you go! Life as it is. Moving on...

I feel bdae are a good day to judge the good/close friends around you. Those who sms-es, email, seldom calls, rarely snail mails, never in your face. But this year I have given up on this false hopes, anticipation. The higher you hope, the harder you fall.

Incase reality just grabbed you, your a fucker, and dont bother to sms me. I dont fuck myself by saying "thanks for being my friend all these years."



For tml, After my fucking tests, which is a reminder of the misery in life, I'm going to wander around. With my camera doug by myside.

I dont feel like going home.
I dont feel like celebrating.
I dont feel like asking anyone out.



This year, all I feel is the pain, anger, hatred, despair, angush.
Who say's its happy and joyful when its your bdae.
Maybe I'll die crossing the road tml. Here's a advance gd bye and take care.

Its dark, lonely, cold tml.

I'm deactivating my hp tml, till I feel like going home.

Happy bdae fucking screwed cream lightsaber.