/ 3:14:00 PM

HAUNTED


immediately after a storm, there's a period of deadness. when all you feel are the pelts of rain searing your skin and you just want it to stop. when you just want to get yourself as far removed as possible. incongruous as it may sound, it's like feeling everything and yet being numb at the same time. and when the storm has come to pass and you're as dry as you could possibly be, a thought occurs to you. perhaps it wasn't as bad as you thought. that worse things could have happened. but it can't be, you say to yourself. it just can't. but more nagging thoughts follow. that maybe it was your own emotional bullshit that did you in. heck, other people out there may be holed in deeper shit than you are. and now you don't know which lie to believe.


now I don't know which lie to believe.

PROFILE: I am blah from class here and is born on 00/00/00, time. and so love me like this. I was so cute, I am totally an element that you'd never ever known, you can;t find it in the periodic table cause no one has even found it- I explode in your face just like potassium when it touches water, it's really explosive, you should really run away first before I do spark into flames and burn you alive! I love blasting my music as well, when love sync (elissa) let me hear Cry-Rihanna, i have been like addicted to it like drugs- oh wait. it's worse than drugs, it's better, more addictive than drugs. listen to that song! and this is one of my last blogskin that i will produce until the EOYs of 2008, cause i flunked Biology, ARGHS! OMG I SURE DIE LIKE !@#$% and i am emo now like under ltos of peer pressure and bad seniors.



having been in hwa chong institution (just like make it long so you can preview a long post or wad that fits right down underneath which i think i shall crap all day today) my eyes have been wanting to close since 20:00 (8PM)), I was so tired, cause the syllabus in hwachong is really so hard that no one can sleep really well. The new CSE classes (aka. Centre for Scholaristic Excellence) and is also known for it's famous nickname Cannot Sleep Everyday or Early. Is like even the teachers know, so the homework is reduced, but it's like OMG! will die, this year already so hard, next year i say "die!" mati already lar. arghs!NEXT, A RIOT OF COLORS, WHAT DO YOU THINK OF ME. AND I KNOW THAT I BRUISE EASILY. LEAP OF FATE LIKE i never know and i'm learning to fly and a safety net to cushion the blow. and i feel so suicidal and note "I BRUISE EASILY" and be gentle when you handle me.




hello once again, i have been having nightmares,no one is doing work for my project , whcih is true. supposed to do "family planning" is like whatever lar, when will we be able to use it not like very soon we are gonna have kids, settle down, earn money have NSman relief or whatsoever or even Children Relief, is like wtf. I am eating CIGAR ROLLS, they are vilina flavoured and jsut finished my bowl of ice cream which tasted so mixed, haha btu it was ncie to me (: I like mix of flavours liek suddenly a RIOT of colors and A EXPLOSION of taste! I mean like it's really impactful come to think about it, and cause my project has to be handed in by friday so i shall rush typign finish this retarded paragraph. like hello! ello! buhello! darkdegree will go on HIATUS soon. and i am so emo, i feel like slashing my wrist now, it's true adn don't look down on me for that i know people discriminate.

see you there at hiatus land.

/ 3:14:00 PM

HAUNTED


immediately after a storm, there's a period of deadness. when all you feel are the pelts of rain searing your skin and you just want it to stop. when you just want to get yourself as far removed as possible. incongruous as it may sound, it's like feeling everything and yet being numb at the same time. and when the storm has come to pass and you're as dry as you could possibly be, a thought occurs to you. perhaps it wasn't as bad as you thought. that worse things could have happened. but it can't be, you say to yourself. it just can't. but more nagging thoughts follow. that maybe it was your own emotional bullshit that did you in. heck, other people out there may be holed in deeper shit than you are. and now you don't know which lie to believe.


now I don't know which lie to believe.