Dum Dee Dum... I am not a super hero neither am i spiderman. I am going to save the world... like as if you would believe. I am a maniac. I came from an outer space which is filled with water. I learn swimming at the age of zero.I wail like a cry baby. I crawl like spiderman, i fly like superman, i drive like batman. I live in wonderland. Rugrats is my friend, so is peter pan.
havent been blogging. would like to say i'm too tired, guess reality is i'm too lazy. not that i have much to say anyway.
am increasingly cynical abt humans in general. to those ppl whom i listen to everyday, i am trying to help. simple. period. whats the point of making a huge fuss, refusing to clarify the facts or listen to explanations? juz rem, what goes ard will come ard.
miss my bro. gosh its been more den a yr without him alrdy.. when is he eva gonna come home n make life difficult for me, cook supper for me, watch horror movies with me, get drunk with me, lend me his shoulder n sing for me? juz got a letter frm him, at least know that he's still feeling ok. so in the end his gf left him. i still rem the crying girl juz over a yr ago, who told me eva so firmly that she will be waiting for his release. n the changed girl who told me some time ago, with or without him, life goes on. so this is love? thru thick n thin, happiness n sadness? bullshit.
well imo, he will be betta off without her. true my bro made a mistake n paid his dues locked up faraway. but his soul, is one of the best i know. she doesnt deserve him. juz hope he's doing fine really.
am fast becoming a very disillusioned person. feel so sad for my bro... hope that where he is right now, he wont feel lonely or sad.
honestly i think i'm turning into a rather heartless person or so my mum tells me. perhaps somewhere in me, lies a lot of hatred i didnt know exist. havent seen my grandparents for yrs. recently was told to go visit my grandma in hospital n attend my grandpa's birthday as they are afraid this might be his last. feels nothing at all. didnt even wanna go. to me, i dont have grandparents. frm the day they chased us out when i was twelve, this word disappeared frm my life. dont hate them, but dont wish to pretend i care.
n my dad. de dad who wasnt there thru most parts of my life n who cant even make enough effort to meet me for a lunch or give me a ride home even though we only see each other once in mths after being separated for yrs. how come unlike in movies, he missed my growing up, yet does not seem interested in hw i grew up or hw i became? he once loudly proclaimed to his current wife's family, i'm not his daughter, juz a neighbour. frm den on, i no longer have a dad.
gosh, am i really so cold n so full of hatred? i think i need a shrink. haha or some sleep n a more peaceful job.
dont ask me why i'm so negative or why dont i believe in the magic of love. tell me, why shld i.
