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EDWIN

 

 

 

 








 







Wants.


* nothing *

pink white black grey

sing

peach

mocha

chocloate

bacardi

vodka

night

rain

sea

piano

jielun

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    Saturday, June 28, 2008


    if you wonder off too far.
    my love will get you home.

    feeling damn tired the past week. maybe cos of the new website project. plus euro 08. thou i still sleep at 5am without euro 08. finally finished the website but while im clearing up the extra stuffs before submitting to the client, i deleted the last two pages which i chionged last night. had to redo them at office with notepad. -.-
    dont really know what happened to myself, my mind is not thinking as much as usual. maybe something is wrong with me. maybe cos i told myself, stop thinking. just give up. nothing matters. not sure if its a good or bad change. realise i haven't seen my counsellor for quite awhile and im doing fine =) ok maybe i dont even know if i really am ok. booked a counselling session next tuesday. hopefully i realise that i got nothing to say to the counsellor. but i think, even then, i would still doubt if i really am fine. its just. me.



    hi. and. bye.


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    Tuesday, June 17, 2008


    humbleness
    humanity
    hardworking

    simple yet very inspiring lesson from someone who barely know me.



    hi. and. bye.


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    17 june 08

    dear blog. i just feel like whining. sorry.
    life is better now that im seeing through a pair of glasses. everything is so much clearer. but sometimes, i ask myself, would it be better if i know nothing, i see nothing, i hear nothing, i feel nothing.
    didn't go back to camp today. ate too much rubbish during the weekends due to the so called father's day celebrations. well, that wasn't totally the reason. i wake up finding myself feeling confused and screwed up inside. i just feel so. empty. everything has drained away, again. i lost it.
    life is back to what it was and had been. spending everynight staring out the window, pondering about every single thing in my life. the things i did, things i wanted to do, all the people that came accross my life.
    can't deny it. without fail. i always return to point one, no matter what happens. somewhat like, being trapped in a cycle. its back to the "good" old days.
    dad got angry at me for not going back to camp today, but i couldn't be bothered bout him. not like he ever bothered bout how i feel. about a week or so ago, he somewhat complained that i never got him any gifts for father's day. just the thought of it makes me burn. since the day i was born, i dont remember recieving any gifts from him. im lazy to elaborate about the rc toy car birthday gift which is overdue 15 years. why am i crying when i think of this? why. i thought i gave up. on everything. what is it that still hurts me? maybe, i still cant let everything go. still trying to get alone with my family. when i think of grandma, i feel that i shouldn't leave this family. in fact. i find it hard. but life is not getting any easier. its still, exactly the same as how it was ten over years ago. everytime i think of the word 'sorry'. i cry inside. every single day, im so sorry to myself, for all the wrong decisions i made for myself.

    know what it means when i say feeling empty?
    let me explain.
    feeling empty is when you,
    can't eat no matter how u force yourself.
    can't shit even though you feel that your intestines are so full that its gonna explode any moment.
    can't sleep even though your eyes are closed cos you just canot find the 'off' button in your mind.
    can't reply any verbal questions and no matter how long you have to think, you end up shaking your head slowly.
    can't understand whats going on in the tv screen, you'd rather off it cos you find the blank screen so much easier to understand.
    look at the sky through the window thinking all you ever want is to get OUT.


    i just.
    have no courage to break free.



    hi. and. bye.


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    Saturday, June 7, 2008


    feeling damn empty recently. nothing much happened, don't know why. feel like i just cannot acomplish anything. what should i do next? feels as if, all i know is how to waste myself away. its not like i really want to. somehow i slept most of my time away for the past week. rather amazing. sleep. me. what the hell? the sky is getting brighter by the minute. don't intend to sleep. =)



    hi. and. bye.


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    Sunday, June 1, 2008


    the last day of may

    went to chinatown with sis, uncle, and ahgong today. ahgong is gonna bring me to the spectacle shop which he always goes to. well. to make me first pair of spects.

    just before we reach, uncle brought up that it would be a long process selecting the frame. when ahgong said. frame is not important. select a good lens. and he said my dad was the one who told him that. wtf? anyway my dad denied it when my uncle asked him later on. then, uncle had a debate with ahgong about having lunch first or getting my spects first. lucky uncle won, the dim sum restraunt closes at 3pm. and reopens for dinner at 6pm. we reached at 2.30pm. -.- ate in quite a hurry, but theres not much food left anyway. the kitchen is not producing anymore food as its so close to their break time. ahgong keeps rushing us. faster eat faster eat. don't waste time. so late already.

    when we went back into the lift. (the restraunt is above the multi-storey car park) i pressed 3rd floor, where my uncle parked his car. he looked at me and asked, "did u just press three?" then my sis said. "three must walk up one floor. five better." and she pressed five. the life only had one three five and seven. old old building.
    then my uncle said. "you going back to the car ah?" THEN. i woke up. hello.. the main objective of going there, was to get my spects. omg wad were we thinking.

    had a huge shock when i passed the prescription to the staff, "are you sure you didn't wear spects before. first pair of spects 400+ degrees? this is crazy!" i was blur cos the paper wrote +4.25 so i asked uncle. i tot. there is a dot behind the four. its POINT two five wad. hah. then he enlightened me, the glasses will be 425 degrees if the prescription is 4.25 la. like what the hell? im living with four hundred over degrees for so long and i can see perfectly with 6/6 for both left and right eyes?

    went back to holland, cant call it grandma's place anymore i guess. the whole family is back today. was hellish. everyone questioning me bout my eyes. no matter how i explain, they simply don't understand. "yah yah don't talk nonsense la. play too much computer". thats all they know how to say. or rather, they chose not to believe me. like i say to everyone. if my eyes are really damaged by the computer, why the hell am i able to read tiny text and see everything so clearly. that wasn't all. my auntie told me, dad said i went home in the morning and didn't sleep. zz. i reached home bout 5. slept till 7+. woke up to pee. saw my dad at the kitchen. went back to sleep till 12.45pm. he IMAGINED that i just reached home when he saw me at 7+am. i didn't bother to explain anything. they just simply wouldn't believe anything. hid in small aunt's room all the while.

    reached home bout 12.45am, bathed and sat infront of the television, hoping and praying that they would all go to bed soon. fucked up day. dying for a smoke.

    realised my stomach was growling. gastric strikes, again. lucky raymond agreed to cycle over to have mac with me. totally no appetite during dinner. how to eat facing those people.

    meeting raymond danny and weixing for lunch at botak jones tml. hope xiu shake and bear comes. kinda miss them too.

    guess thats all for a fucked up day. gonna watch xing guang before trying to sleep.



    hi. and. bye.


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