Hello hello! Back again, cos I'm just bored stiff after family mahjong session.
Just read collin's blog (I know right? Stalking people at such an unearthly hour). Hah. Just makes me think through how my VJ life has been. Which I'm quite sad to say, one heck of painful experience. 'nuff said. Thank god for S43 and TSD to keep me sane in that jailhouse. And since they pretty much made up my whole curriculum time in VJ, I'm secretly missing those days already. Especially GP lessons where Celeste and I will attempt to murder Mr. Hoe. So when I say VJ was the worst 2 years of my life, I kinda mean that my life was just awesomer before I stepped into that jailhouse.
And I'm starting to think (wow), I'm just stabbing myself repeatedly over and over again. Right where it hurts the most. Its just delusional, delusional, delusional. But no, can't breakdown, won't breakdown, there're things I need to do, for myself, for those that matter. Besides, no one likes a broken wreck. And I'm not gonna care if it hurts anymore.
And this is not just for me, but for everyone out there nursing a broken heart. Hang in there babe =)
Cos if its heaven, its worth fighting for.
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