the boy least likely to

every little heartbreak

Sun, 20 Dec 2009 15:54:47 GMT

how many countless nights i try my best to hide.
soon as you slam the door my tears fall to the floor.
i know that people change, maybe you're not to blame.
but must you burn a hole, so deep into my soul.

bright lights buzzing streets.

eyes closed and the flashbacks begin.

hurts bumping into forgotten people on the streets.

it fucking hurts.

vacant space

Tue, 08 Dec 2009 17:56:34 GMT

an empty vassel now remains.

but for now maybe ample sleep is now what i desire the most.

just maybe when i rinse from my slumber later,

a brand new journey awaits.

vacant lullaby

Tue, 08 Dec 2009 17:06:31 GMT

it's late at night.

and a surge of emotions filled my heart.

mixed emotions about every single thing.

i wish i could pretend that everything is just fine.

but it's getting so difficult lately.

good night world.

no you cant read my pokerface

Sat, 31 Oct 2009 04:22:50 GMT

russian roulette

Tue, 27 Oct 2009 15:07:00 GMT

and you can see my heart beating
you can see it through my chest
and i’m terrified but i’m not leaving
know that i must pass this test
so just pull the trigger

i'm thinking of someone i'm not supposed to. ):

and i forgot to save a copy of my drafts.
now they are all gone.
really emo now. ):

allow me to rant please

Mon, 26 Oct 2009 15:09:53 GMT

fucking hell.

my entry got 'eaten' away.

tonight is just not my night.

just got reprimanded for not showing up at a meeting.

at fucking 2130 hours.

fucking bitch expect me to show up with just a simple "ps: aaron please be there for the meeting"

you expect me to loiter around till you call me for the meeting?

you didn't even mention the time for it in your stupid email.

dont give me the bullshit about clients being disappointed or angry when you yourself don't even fucking call me back when i called.

tonight is just not a good day.

even the tenants are giving me problems.

fucking hell i'm just fucking pissed tonight.

screw work.

i'm not paid enough to be slogging my nights away doing work.

i shall relax one corner tonight.

i'll work on my draft entries one of these days, it's beginning to pile up already.

and yes, i love my job.

i fucking love my job.

now shoot me.

from glee again

Wed, 07 Oct 2009 04:36:15 GMT

i bust the windows out your car
you know i did it cause i left my mark
wrote my initials with the crowbar
and then i drove off into the dark

glee love much.

will be back with proper updates soon.

from glee

Wed, 07 Oct 2009 04:27:38 GMT

halo / walking on sunshine by the girls of glee club.

something refreshing for a change.

trouble sleeping

Wed, 16 Sep 2009 22:36:42 GMT

i seriously need to clock more sleeping hours.

Writer's Block: Scorching day

Wed, 09 Sep 2009 02:46:20 GMT

On a scorching day, do you prefer the beach or an air-conditioned movie theater?

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i won't get tanned anyway.

so an air conditioned movie theater would be nice, tyvm.

the day it fell apart

Wed, 09 Sep 2009 02:38:46 GMT

the kindred spirit diminishes with each broken bond.

there's no point in trying to recover what's lost.

and even if recovered, things will never be the same again.

memories of that broken wreck will always linger on.

it makes you wonder if there's a point for recovery,

or is it just a show for the world to see.

Writer's Block: Top of the Charts

Sun, 06 Sep 2009 05:12:18 GMT

What's the most-played song in your music library?

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you say i'm crazy, i got you crazy.
you're nothing but a womanizer.

a whooping 146 times.
should have been more if the count didn't reset when i ripped a better version from the album.

from random livejournal.. again

Thu, 27 Aug 2009 02:29:05 GMT

i should be lucky,

on saturday night.

i wish. haa!

from random livejournal

Mon, 24 Aug 2009 15:08:34 GMT

i hate that feeling,

when you feel hungry,

but you don't want any food you see,

and you can't figure out what food you want,

and you don't think it even exists,

then you realized that what you want is to see the person you're missing.

fading hope

Mon, 24 Aug 2009 07:13:37 GMT

over at the career fair
was asking about at some random booth
when the lady ask what i was doing.

so i told her,
i graduated from an overseas college no so long ago.

you'll know when the conversation hit the stop button
when the lady changes her attitude after hearing that i was not a local graduate.

noone deserved to be treated the same way as i was.
i know it's nothing prestigious but hey,
it's still a god damn degree for crying out loud.

life's pretty much in the slumps i guess.
still haven't cling a job after graduating for how long already?

i feel so lousy now that i wanna die. ):

from FML

Sat, 22 Aug 2009 19:16:12 GMT

Today, my husband and I were having sex, and just as I was about to finsih he screamed, "Oh shit! It's 4:15, my strawberries are gonna whither!!!!" and then jumped off me and went to check on his farm on FarmVille. An imaginary farm, on Facebook. FML.

and yes, i'm waiting for those damn strawberries to harvest before i go to bed.
and i've been waiting for the past hour or so.

i think i'm addicted to this shit. lol.

welcome to the real world

Sat, 15 Aug 2009 18:15:49 GMT

on the way home few days ago,
it dawned upon me suddenly
that i probably look like some down-and-out fresh grad who can't get a job for months.

in a shirt, dress pants and leather shoes,
i saw someone like me.
out on the hunt seeking the same goals.

just that the person in sight is a her.
same company, maybe same job, different interviewer.
there she was standing waiting for the lift.

i smiled at her.
my smile was returned.
and she attempted small talk.

just like me - a graduate.
who hasn't had much luck in securing a job.
i told her things are different between us.

for she's of another different gender from me.
and the chances of her getting a job would be easier.
girls just have it easier.
(that's what i heard, and i agree with it.)

with her heading to the bus station and me the train station,
we bid our goodbyes wishing each other luck.

the almost empty train carriage.
i sat with my head down.
hands in between my thighs.
and felt sorry for myself.

like the others before me,
they have all stepped into this sea of reality.
where dreams do not always equates to reality.

i have felt so much mixed emotions,
that it's not going to get any better.

but this is just part and parcel of life.
to be honest,
i've said my piece.
it's up to them to decide if my employment.

there's no point in saying much.
as my enthusiasm burns out,
my passion is gone.

where's the excitement that life promised us?

i wonder what's gonna happen next.

let's get excited

Mon, 27 Jul 2009 15:11:02 GMT

megan oh megan.

you foxy lady.

why are you so hawt?

i can just see you walk down that corridor all day.

now let's us all laugh at gilded butterflies together.

Writer's Block: Youthful Transgressions

Fri, 24 Jul 2009 01:59:43 GMT

What mistake made in your youth do you most regret now?

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not putting in effort in my studies.

not learning how to ride a bicycle.

not going for my driver's license when somebody wanted to sponsor.

and lastly,

not giving a&w a chance when they were still around. haa.

harry potter and the half-blood epic fail

Wed, 22 Jul 2009 08:06:35 GMT

like the order of the phoenix,
half-blood prince is another major disappointment.

the movies so far haven't done much justice to the books.
the only one that was remarkably close to the book was goblet of fire.
and that's about it.

half-blood prince can be considered as a mess.
with major story plots (from the book) missing and additional ones created to fill up the missing parts.

now i'm beginning to wonder how are they going to screw up the deadly hollows
especially when it's gonna be divided into two parts.

makes you wonder doesn't it?

potter puppet pals

Sat, 18 Jul 2009 06:13:57 GMT

ron.. ron.. ron weasley!

Writer's Block: Childish Pleasures

Fri, 17 Jul 2009 03:31:31 GMT

Name something you love but feel like you should have grown out of by now.

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there's just so many to name.

harry potter.
pokemon.
toy figurines.
spice girls.
escapism.
manga/anime.

we were always meant to say goodbye.
just not today.

Writer's Block: 5//7//5

Wed, 15 Jul 2009 14:23:51 GMT

Sum up your day in the form of a haiku.

Submitted By cpnspuff

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like a shooting star,
you're not meant to last.
like what everyone said,
you've come to an end.

all good things come to an end.

the pains of growing up

Fri, 10 Jul 2009 05:56:24 GMT

the only way to grow is to step out of one's comfort zone.
open your heart.
accept new challenges.
and at the same time
let in loads of pain.

i would love to give you a hug for all that has happened lately.
but my arms can no longer feel anymore.
and my heart no longer feels the need to make my presence known.
you'll need to be strong for yourself in order to move on.

hang in there my old friend.
i'm sure life will get better eventually.

on a side note: i have been updating too much lately. somebody stop me please.

i dream in worn out phrases

Thu, 09 Jul 2009 16:02:51 GMT

imagine going through the daily motions.

and if we were able to divide the attention between what should be done and what you wish to do,
you'll find yourself thinking far too much for your own good.

it's bad enough when you're unable to entertain yourself.
you'll let your thoughts wonder about and daydream.
how life would be if it wasn't in its sorry state now.
or maybe about what's for lunch later.

and then you'll come to the realization that life is pretty messed up.
your dreams are all dying and there's nothing much you can do about it.
you crave for a pint of certain flavored ice cream and the closest place that sells it is a good twenty minutes away.

you'll fantasize about how life would be if things aren't the way they are now.
how different outcomes and decisions would bring different results.
how it'll affect the future, both near and far.

and then you snap back into reality.
by the darn kettle whistling loudly to catch your attention.
you panic and accidentally hurt yourself.

you'll curse up a storm for not paying attention.

and then you'll laugh.

for being silly enough to think about such things.