here we go again; same old shit again

I miss you ):

poignant.

He had replayed this moment a thousand times in his mind and every night he thought of this meeting.

He held her close and he said it the way everyone said it.

He mumbled "I missed you so much."

hello goodbye

It's 2hours till i go in.
I'll miss all of you, definitely.


To all who sms-ed me, thank you very very much =D



Baby just say good night,
I'll be gone tomorrow
Baby just close your eyes
I can't take the sorrow
Baby just walk away
You know i can't stay
There's no easy way to say goodbye
So baby just say goodnight.

apprehension

Its approximately 40 hours before i go for National Service and I really don't feel good. I really can sense the sinking feeling of doom as every minute ticks by. I lack motivation and there's a sick sadistic kind of pressure building up in me. fuck.

I hope I get to eat a real good meal with you tmr. That would improve my mood by alot.

round round

What is your aim in life? Is there a purpose to it?

I guess I've never thought of it. I think I just want to be the best that I can be; To be the best and to achieve all that is humanly possible I guess.

But what is enough? A new car? A nice apartment?

Now that you mention it, I guess the most likely answer I can give you is that it wil never be enough.

Since it's never going to be enough, then why bother?

........


I just though of that conversation I had with kc a long long time ago.

I think the month I had working in a trading firm really wised me up to the world. I always thought I had the brains for trading but looking at the high octane lives those people lead really make me think twice.

Which again makes me think why do I want to do this inanely stressful and crazy job? Why have I always wanted to stand in shenton way, screaming orders worth a few african nations?

I guess I'm a sucker for pain.

Why do I keep hitting myself with a hammer? Because it feels so good when I stop.