021213: Great night out with them!🍜🍻🍹🍸🎶💿 Didn’t think that we’d actually be able to entertain ourselves for so many hours. Ramen, Harry’s, Butter Fac, wandering the streets of Clarke Quay and finally breakfast at macs. Love each one of you very much😙. (Next up, ladies night? HAHA)
Btw, we freaking brought the party wherever we went. No joke. (at The Butter Factory)
a message to those who can’t control themselves and insist to help unnecessarily
Pretty darn certain this is gonna happen real soon.
You know what, maybe it’s time these people realised that not everyone who seems to need help actually needs it. Just because someone doesn’t seem to live the way you live doesn’t mean that he needs help. Not everyone wants to ‘talk’ their feelings out, especially not with people like you. He only speaks and shares with people he trusts. And if you’re not one of them, for goodness sake, just leave.
Yet people like you still choose to lurk around and pounce whenever you can. Like annoying little leeches that wants to suck him dry.
You need to learn to let go because the tighter you cling on, the further you drive away the person you want to help.
Just learn to back off. Your services are no longer needed.
When you want to escape a place, you simply leave.
When you want to escape from someone, you leave their presence.
But what if the person you wanted to escape is yourself? What do these people do? How do you escape your own person, your own mind?
Maybe that’s why people kill themselves. Scary.
Somehow, you just become more bitter. Side effect of leaving perhaps?
you’re living in your head way too much
"When you look in the mirror every day, you recognise yourself, but when you go back and look at a photo of yourself 20 years ago you say, ‘Wow, I really have changed.’"
This is exactly what happened a few days ago as I chanced upon some photos of myself from 4 years ago. The sense of “I’ve changed” that I felt wasn’t the good kind. It was filled with disbelief and disgust. How did I even live with myself looking like that, being like that. I shall not elaborate any further.
I see how much I’ve changed, a lot in the past 4 years, and much more in the past few months alone. I probably never thought I would ever be where I am today,what can I say, the future is unpredictable.
Whatever lies ahead of me in the next few months, let’s hope things start to change for the better as everyone probably hopes it will.
I am probably not referring to the topic that you think I am. It runs deeper beneath the surface.
3 days to A Levels.
Looking at the exam schedule, I am pretty certain that the next 3 weeks is going to fly by. Before I know it, this national exam that I entered this institution to take will be over. I would not be able to make any more changes even if I wanted to. This is it. The end.
I cannot fully understand what I am feeling. Is it feelings of defeat, of hopelessness, of resignation to my apparent fate. Or is it just that I am at peace, knowing that it is not about what I do or what I have done. I hope it’s the latter but no one knows. I guess I will find out next year won’t I?
When your mind is split into two, where the 2 sides are polar opposites and their beliefs are in total contradiction, it isn’t very enjoyable. But I suppose, after dealing with this for quite long, you just learn to live with it, or try to suppress one side in order to preserve your own sanity.
Only those who will risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go. — T. S. Eliot