blAck

well, was thinking of a suitable title for my entry,
however there're like too many happenings recently.
ohh well, i really thought the hurdle might've been cleared and all.

past words don't seem to haunt things as powerful as before.
the fading ring makes the turmoil inevitable.
as smoke arises, i asked myself.
"where did i go wrong..."

well today is a quiet day as there're only 6 of us.
meet up rather late for 700A and head over to marina sq,
hmmmm stay at the arcade rather long, but imma away from it thou.
been emo-ing for the day and such.
oh well, head over to marina and had kfc for dinner!
awww kunda's not coming with us =(
win liao lor ! ><

hmmmm head over to slack and such, it's like 7 when we head up to espalnade's roof.
have alil' good o' talk with razak,
while the rest of the cocksuckers played they psp.
yes, any resolution/wishes?
write them on the ball (:

imma' on the esplanade roof emoing like some retard.
the wind blows, & time do flies.

* hmmm walk over to clarke quay before heading back
ouch, scars do hurt after all.