abel;resist


To embark on a new journey, it takes courage. Just like felice, i have you.

yikes. yea its been a long time since i started one with Yikes. i think im the only one who thoroughly (fark i spelt and re-spelt this word like ten times and i still find it weird) enjoys burning the midnight oil to do something. and also slacking and waiting for myself to feel the pressure of not starting on whatever that im supposed to do. yikes. again.

you know i was reading a blog and there was this part that the blogger wrote about herself. no names here but im sure she knows it herself. ha. yea so although i dont think she even needs me to be telling her anything because shes someone strong enough to live out of it. but you know i just want to get this off my chest lar! can or not... just let me say something LAH! so it is like... here it goes.

i think when somebody is born, the person is destined to go through great things. everybody is destined to go great things. yes i know being born in itself is already a great thing! but still how u live it determines whether it goes on to become great thingS. ok then it comes to the matter of god and all the celestial stuff. i mean if u believe in it then there's the theory of god giving trials to man so that man grows and etc etc which i dont really know the exact words christians use on their fellow christians or budhists or taoists or whatever religions there are.

just to sidetrack a bit, u know i dont really believe in it. but being the ass that i am, i always try to pray to god when i need something. not exactly major stuff, just minor stuff like u know waiting damn long for a cab and getting kinda desperate for it... then right after closing of eyes and appealing to god the little blue bright spot appears from a distance. i get shocked but forgets about it after a while.

yeaps so anyways... put it in whatever way your life has taught you so far, we are born to achieve things. some people have the going tough some have it relatively easy from the start, but they are still destined for great things. when everything comes to an end and you are on your deathbed (yes, cliched), some say you look back at your life and rmb the things you have done. HECK! as if u can remember the so many things you have done. it merely is how u feel about yourself at that moment what... and it probably is how u lived your whole life that gives you what you feel about yourself.

so living your life and taking all thats thrown at you is nothing easy, i know. but living through it all and being on the right path to greatness is what we were born to do. those who have it tough from the start has been given a headstart compared to the others. they would have gone through so much more than those who have it easy at the start. and if you believe in god, that he has known that you have much more strength to be able to cope with things right from the beginning. yea sometimes its really tough to see things going against you when everything's so perfect for the others... well thats the way it is and when you have gone through everything, you dont even need a pat on the back... you already know it yourself you have done well. and then next time something gets tough for you... whine a little bit, HAaaaaahh... then right after that you know thats not a big deal for yourself at all.



yea thats all. freak. i know i like to do all these things and i know i shouldnt. i am turning into a bloody old preaching man. so light stuff now... and u know for me light stuff means irrelevant stuff.

abel seemed prettier than ever today. i think its botox. =) and i still have 6 chapters to go with 5 hours left. thats not so bad lah... i dun have money to go seoul garden tmr... i feel like writing songs right now. irrelevant irrelevant random random.



eh if i get through this then i really damn power. so what if you are rich and handsome and coveted? ha! i am better than you. woo this is so exciting.

ha mr jj was askin abt my blog so i went back to have a look... and then i freaking missed writing like i used to. u know like writing like the way i am now and not scribbling some shit that nobody understands like i am talking to myself and i have all the facts known and just writes something irrelevant altogether. whatever it is... i think blogs are still wonderful despite all the stupid stuff said about them. it really is a diary... albeit public. (yea i was still thinking its a wonderful creation until jj starts his non-stop interrogation about everything's that on the blog)

so i suddenly miss abel very much... and realised how she is the only person i keep mentioning on the blog. u read the other blogs and they mention non-stop BLG. yes im so sorryyyyyy. now i'll mention all over to make up for the lost counts...


BLG BLG BLG BLG LBG BLG BGL BLG BLG BLG BLG BLG BLGB BLG LBG LBG BLG BLG


hahaha. yea mistakes but forgivable. school's over. one more paper and thats it. no more meeting people in school. that sucks. lets leave all the reminiscing till next time. but pple do change dun they... from diff stages of their lives... like how abel slowly changed from her atheism. how miss kiwi change herself ALL THE TIME. and etc etc... lots and lots of changes. but some little catalyst goes hiding in your memories. it could be a song, a voice, a visual scene or even a scent... it triggers you to go all the way back to that point of time in history (ha! thats a big word i know)... to experience the emotions or the endearment of something or even the hankering for love (or how abel always like to say amore!)...

anyways time's up. back to mugging... YA RITE.

u just cant relate to "Her remains"... and a contract

you know life just comes crashing unpredictable when everything was just going on fine.


i asked Eh you going back for the final day?
she said No. i dont want to see life torturing everybody else too.



.dub.

haha...haha...ha...hahaha...hahahahaha...ha...haha

thr's been some cool shit goin on in my life. it is so cool...
i am freezing.