HAHAHA CHAO GENG PASSED!

IM SO OVERJOYED.

the best part is no re-service or whatever shit you called that.

SHUANG.

okay i have been stalking this fashion chick for months,

http://sleepwalks9to5.livejournal.com/

fashionable and simple.

last night was superrrrrrrrrr fun! i like those lapsap games :D

party like a Rockstar

how sweet huh.

cough syrup prepared for me in the party.

:D

LAPSAP MAX LATER!

are you tired?

i am.

this is the start of something new,

don't you agree?

okay time to really learn how to drink later.

CIAOS!

walan eh walan eh

i like to use "WALAN EH" nowadays!

beri sing-lish today :D

guys need to do mistakes so that they can cherish the good moments.

so that they can know whats better,

whats more important,

what we really want;

really want.

it's not an excuse,

think deep into it and maybe you will know.

life, love is after all not that smooth sailing.

guess its not for just guys.

shoot the moon, leave the stars behind

tonight feels different

seems like i lost it all

actually these few nights were

something is wrong between us

not like there's any to begin with from the start

but i still feel this way

suddenly dread texting you

suddenly dread asking you out

suddenly dread knowing your every second

no i don't mean dread

i meant being afraid

i panicked

i didn't know how to stop what's happening

i am, terribly lost

to the extent of not having any commas and full stops

drifted apart we are

got to be the little argument last night

i couldn't think of any else

i lost the ability to analyze

this is really bad

this feeling sucks to the core

flustered yes

thats the word to describe

plus coughing non stop

god i should stop typing

then maybe i might stop coughing

f im losing her

despite the fact that i never really got her in the first place

but still

losing her visibility

losing sight of love

oh love oh love

haven't we always take you for granted

what's happiness and what's being taken for granted

they never believe

they never will

these days of sleeping in the melody of your text messages

were that great

happy was i

happy i am

how

how

how

you must never know how much i do miss you

and how much i am into you

i hate that

because i never really conquer such words

the clock is ticking

and i still haven't find a solution to it

f am i dead

am i

this song went

"i think about you baby and i dream about you all the time"

oh i didn't get the privilege always be dreaming bout her

but i did think bout her most of the time

oh god oh god

who really needs the world when i've got you?

goodnight world

i need to stop coughing.

early weekends

damn shiok today.

okay the toys will arrived on wednesday,

and wednesday night i'll be fcukin' at jo's party.

she promised it will be to my liking, i went "WA! i'm not gonna miss it!"

my liking huh?

yummy.

okay leave the anticipation till wednesday!

and i haven been shopping.

fashion sense dropping, what's going on on the streets?!

visvim shirt is really, OMG.

F.

"i love getting a letter from you once every two days,

thank you."

holy.

two homies already got their enlistment letter! they're flying off in june, i also want to take off with em! HAHAHA

no idea, i just want to know what the future will be like after army.

expect the unexpected!

i just spent over hundred bucks just to buy TOYS for the baby.

EXPENSIVE LEHHH, TWO NIA.

imagine back in the days where your parents bought you toys, how anticipated we were.

the kind of THRILL.

bloody outbreak on my chin,

cannot meet anybody till its better.

DIEEEEE

i coughed like mad but i still look at you.

after thinking for these few days,

perhaps i'm not that special after all.

neither of us are.

this is, the end.

last night i drank like one fuck with melvin,

overkill man.

so sinful so sinful, nearly die.

SCARE THE SHIT OUT OF ME, REALLY.

life is quite good with you bickering around with me before bedtime.

haven't yet

not yet

not so fast

now, don't close your eyes on me.

i have been ill for the past five days, thats sick.

not forgetting that i still sneaked out during that period.

plus late sleeping hours.

hopefully i don't cough for the next hour then i shall visit that lil girl next door.

for a while!

sometimes things fly that fast

we might not even have the chance to explain

everybody should just stop

stop and look at one another

im sure theres lots to tell.

embrace the unexpected,

or embrace nothing.

i think lil cassy is missing me,

although i do hate her at times when shes crying nonstop like a lil bitch.

otherwise, i do miss her, a lil lil bit.

have i told you lately that i love you

have i told you there's no one else above you

fill my heart with gladness

take away all my sadness

ease my troubles that's what you do

now you know

that got me, 100%.

now tell me, why shouldn't i go crazy for you?

it feels different.

getting easier

getting less complicated

getting forgiving

getting balanced

getting afraid.

afraid to ask,

afraid to give

and even afraid to take.

can you not be so tempting,

not everyday,

not every second.

a day being a father

"come Cassy, give Alvin korkor a SMILE." (illustrate a wide smile)

"ah babababa, ah babababa ah bababa. smile!" (the kind of action whereby you open and close your mouth at a fast speed? yeah that dumb act)

"SMILEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

"Good Girl!" (smiles back)

you know, facing her is like facing a neoprint machine.

you have to act or give cute poses every sec so that lil lass can actually listen.

the best reward? is that she will, retardedly dumbly angelic smile back at you.

not to be rude, feels like training a pet dog though.

ill be teaching her how to point middle finger soon, she will find it useful in the long run.

:D

this feels crazy.

i will go crazy if this goes on.

im adjusting my personality to that little girl,

when facing a baby girl,

you have to force yourself to act super cute so that they can listen.

a lil bit of this, a lil bit of that

This girl, ____

She caught me out of the blue.

As mysterious as a magician, she lured me into her wonderland.

Independent and adamant, she was the master of her own.

Curious was I, curious was I.

Determined was I, determined I was.

I thought I could handle another Me, and very wrong I was.

My eyes can't leave her,

My mind won't stop thinking,

My heart couldn't stop missing,

This curiosity seemed never ending.

Love her more,

Miss her more,

I want her more.

Oh please tell me more,

more and more

about this girl ___.

Her eyes were sharp.

She smells like rose berry, not like it ever existed.

She smiles at nothing, just like mine.

Correct she seemed, but ridiculous she was at times.

Stubborn as an ox, she always have her ways around me.

Love her not,

Miss her not,

or Regret I will be.

Carefully I was,

Cautious I am,

I warned myself each time she got closer.

Not my heart,

Not my senses,

Not even my soul,

shall You ever snatch from me.

For it was there,

Unconsciously there,

a tattoo of a name so badly needed.

Her name was ____,

the very lady who stole his everything.

the Thirst

constrained,

i held back the thirst.

daring,

were the language that your eyes speak.

devouring,

the blood rushes to my brain.

don't get near, don't look at me;

for i am holding back the thirst.

when hell break loose,

i will be a living vampire hunting for your lips, your sweet kisses.

perhaps i did all that just to make myself fall deeper.

:D got it be.

dear L

how did we end up to where we are now?

how did i end up becoming this?

look at that nerd closely,

look at me now.

how is it even possible?

how the hell do i even come close to the word, chasing?

Bring me to the sea of sugar and spice

Reminiscing through some chocolate ice

Tick tock take time to be gentle and kind

You sweat coz u run and run all day in my mind

i kept falling asleep

i need to hear the voice asap

your lips are dry, come closer

how do one actually chase someone whos attached?

i did it before,

why does it seemed so unclear now?

you cant really do everything, can you?

there has to be a point of time where you will go,

"oh wait, f. shes attached."

what now?

im becoming someone who tried to be Mr Nice despite telling myself that attached and still insist in the chase?

now that, is ironic.

you called that, trying to do something nice when you already did something bad beforehand.

yes, Love is free;

but getting loved, isn't.

you know, i need to stop typing.

feels like some love diary shit.

OH SHIT

you're lovely,

thats all you need to know.

no big deal

no small deal

look for the yellow building

wow, i took one hour plus from arab to the yellow building dim sum place.

what a nice walk but at least i got there somehow!

HAHAHA

was telling the guys,

no it wasnt a prank.

i am upset.

misunderstanding is that hard to clear. damn

share

This is gonna hurt, if it ever ends.
Somehow you have shattered my defence.
This is gonna hurt, if it ever starts.
So promise you`ll be careful with my heart
♥

tags: paul's blog

i might be cranky for a little,

but believe me when i say this,

You are beautiful to me.

look, no one will believe.

amen

before i doze off, before i stop thinking bout you

my sore left eye and im still blogging.

like, ouch!

see, sometimes when youre getting kind of pissed off

you won't even want to speak a thing bout it.

because really, one fine day you just got pissed off by that sort of shit.

and thats me.

i have no idea if its a good thing or bad, at least begin silent is the best reaction.

right? more might get someone into deeper shit.

no doubt im always into the "find out every root problem" kind of fella,

i learnt from that "incident" that we shouldnt go all the way for it.

pause.

think.

i wasnt exactly pissed, i was more towards the turned off side.

times when you will go, "f it. whatever."

yes, thats the closest i can link to.

pretty much eccentric.

have you ever wondered the use of sending mushy messages like, "i love you" or "i miss you"

can it really be conveyed out to the girl?

or do i just put it into my messages for fun, for safety reasons?

i still think its dumb to send that sort of shit, but i still make the effort to at times.

seriously, i dont know why am i thinking that much.

f man, am i getting emotionless?

sacred words like "imissyou" or "imsorry",

it wont be out of my bloody mouth that easy.

totally meaningless if one were to say it every single day.

i am so meeting dear elis for dinner on friday.

are you looking at this now ELIS? :D

thats twenty-pennies for my thought

was so adorable a moment ago.

you had me at hello, kitty

frankly speaking, i know myself.

I am arrogant to the core.

I am pretty smart towards EQ.

I know how to exploit my strengths.

I am considered a player, but never a full-fledged one.

I do understand the rules of the Game.

I am really good at mind fuck.

I do understand most of the females out there, okay maybe half.

I just don't understand why can't I truly win it for her case.

now, tell me what good are all the above when I can't even handle her?

yeah, i am honest to myself.

at the very least, i have to be honest to myself here, in this blog.

hindrance in blogging is stupid, seal it up for god's sake.

im beginning to "whatthefuck, i dont believe" to myself.

for most people, they will quickly evaluate "oh, it's the kick or challenge."

after all, it is a Game of Love.

i mind fucked myself with this shit, badly.

dont be fooled by the surface of my statements.

its just her, its not the sudden surge of excitement or what not.

its her level of charisma, the attractiveness i'd called it.

i never really had a definite answer for her case, not even close to one.

this part of her is really beautiful, god damn it.

this is bad, im giving a girl too much credit.

will i end up subduing or will it be the other way round?

HA, f.

maintain alvin, posture.

oh btw

i won 50bucks, supper? :D