Excerpts from a book that I'm reading..

**Fearing the pain involved, almost all of us, to a greater or lesser degree or lesser degree, attempt to avoid problems. We procrastinate, hoping that they will go away. We ignore them, forget them, pretend they dun exist. We attempt to get out of them rather than suffer thru them. This tendency to avoid problems and the emotional suffering inherent in them is the primary basis of all human mental illness.

**We are unique. Its good that we are all different, even if it does lead to conflict, because maturely handled differences can give us a clearer sense of our own individuality and a greater appreciation for how different human beings really are.

How easily it was written and how difficult it is to do it...

~tRanSporTed

We are being transported to a cemetery. A new cemetery. The tombstones are neat, grass are healthy and the air is still stale. Its a private cemetery, baby. It can only be accessed to the tenants. We are staying there for good. There wont be any more shouting, afraid of waking the dead. We are dead anyway. The only thing is that it is so freaking quiet that i am afraid i will start to hear voices in my head and losing my precious mind. How professional to be dead nowadays. No more scaring of people but going off in peace..How sad... (My new office) No music, No life.

How does it feel
To be different from me
Are we the same
How does it feel
To be different from me
Are we the same
How does it feel

So wat if you know the truth?
So wat if you are ignorant?
So wat your perception change?
So wat i see you differently?
It doesn't change anything.
It doesn't help.
It already happened.
It cannot change.

I can go on for days..
Its my space, rite?

^anger-Management

Dun bother explaining if you think you are rite.
watever you say to me is wrong.
Someone is hurt. Someone that is closest to my heart.
Can you not feel it? Or are you not human?
Am i suppose to be sorry if i'm fucking pissed?
It doesn't matter. Its OK. Get over it. Life goes on.
It will soon be over. Shit happens.
I am learning to be happy about it too. Ha.
Let it go. Life is such a breeze, ain't it?
Mistakes are to be made and forgiven.
Will it be forgotten? Maybe that's where you are made to be remembered

The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick! The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick!The thought of you makes me very sick! Shut the FUCK UP! I AM VERY PISSED! i know the things that i dun want to know. Wat good does it get? it doesn't fucking get me anywhere! It doesn't fucking matter. You are fucking getting on my nerves! Why don't you get fucking messed up sumwhere? You are getting people very upset. You know it, don't you? It doesn't really fucking matter. That's it. Everyone seems to know it and it really doesn't matter. Who the fuck are we anyway? Why must your happiness be someone else's misery? Think about it.

bUsy tHinkiNg*

I try to live my life my way, i try to be better as it is. i try to think why are we here, to fulfill our dreams, to do the things we want or to do things that people want? Circumstances that change us. There are so many routes to take, even its dead end, you have to find a bloody way out. Did i say bloody? Halloween? ok, Its even harder than i think. i wanna give up. But life goes on. There's still things to do. I nearly fell from the stairs when i suddenly blackouted. Flashbacks came. What if i was paralysed? Who wud bother? Its a burden that no one wants to carry. Shoulders are heavy. i need to breathe. i need to get out of here. Will i able to hold on till that day? Maybe i will be understanding towards life, as it is the way it is. No one talks abt anything anymore cos it doesn't help. Prozac PLEASE!! my illness is acting up again.

HapPy*

Happy. You should be happy.
Why think of all those things that makes you sad? Its not good for health.
Everybody has their own problems but you should have fun, be happy abt your life. Yah, so you throw all the unhappiness one side, enjoy the times together with whoever cos they are happy and then you forget the issues you have cos there wont be a solution.. maybe not that fast. maybe not at all.
Not every freaking problem has a solution, rite? your problem woulden be that great to keep pple listening.
Suddenly, someone asked you abt the issue that you have been trying to ignore. You dunno how.
Once you were so concerned, so troubled, because of the issue you had. Surfacing, you broke down cos you knew that it doesnt matter anymore.
Nobody is just there for you anymore. Dependant, yes. Regretted, yes.
The next thing is: So? Wat diff does it make? You are still wanting to be happy. You are still trying to ignore cos you know everything has already long been this way.

HapPy hALLowEeN!!

God save our souls.



**2 nerds were brutally beaten by ah bengs on the way to school.
**The girl that broke her arm while saving them.
**Black eyed P wanna-be had a huge car accident. The driver died and she survived.

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All thanks to her of what we've became.


Evidence by a kind samaritan. Let's get prepared for the next suicide!! =D

Brain^leSs

How much crap can you endure before you shut the person up? Somebody shut me up. Social pressure, that makes the person you are today, ain't it?

Another Rubbish

When you love someone so deeply, it becomes intoxicating. When you hate someone so deeply, your heart breaks easily. There is no choice but to hate in order to forget. The anger and hatred that erases everything. When you think of all those times you were together, they are just memories. He said, when you love, you have to forget yourself and think that there is only one for you.But that is when there are only two of us. There wuden be issues and circumstances to think and to take care of. True love. Tell me about it.
Have you ever thought of something in your mind and dunno what are you thinking about suddenly? Nevermind me.

*Everything changes, but nothing changes.

Titleless

Going to work tmr. Planning a trip this year end. Not aussie. Sumwhere near probably. So many things to do. Wonder if i am able to get it all done.Feeling lousy today. Maybe because i'm home the whole freaking day. Crazy when u are out, time passes by quickly. Wish u had stayed at home and let time pass slowly, but likewise, its boring! In the end, tmr still have to work..*Sigh* Rubbish. Counting down to year end...everyday.. i think my cat is the one enjoying life.. in this household. Learnt how to post pictures already, heh.. So there will be alot of pics coming up. =D

POST CONCEPTUAL PSYCHOLOGY

We know the mind is free. We know the spirit lives in breath and in action. And yes our knowledge is false but at least we make no pretense about it. You will never understand yourself and if you try to do so, it is nothing but a trap and an illusion so SCREW your therapist and probably you both will feel better. There is no truth, there is no knowledge, you will never get these things however how much you pay and anyone who tries to sell you these things is trying to deceive you.There are ghosts and spirits all around you and once we could see them, yes thats rite, once we could talk to them to them and everything and now we cant. So we should all weep because we have all been driven so mad that we have lost contact and it is ALL THEIR FAULT.
It is the pschologists who need treatment and not us. Spike their drinks if you have the chance. The only reason they studied psychology in the first place was because they thought they could find out why they were so crazy themselves without anyone else finding out about it, so dun let them get away with it.If you think it will drive you mad then is is perfectly understandable because you live in a madhouse full of LIES and more LIES. It is not surprising if you go mad yourself, for there is no escape except the escape of freedom. In fact, you would have to be mad not to go mad under the circumstances.

(THINK)

The Dating Game

The Dating Game. There are several couples together. One of the couples broke up and caused a ripple. They will date other people in the group. Some of them will be unfaithful and it will break the chain. Wat the other party do, the circle will know. They reshuffle and got attached all over again. How tiring the whole process will be and how hard it is to be able to date when you get older....







*The complexicity of the brain, no one will understand.

Hangout?

This is my weekend hangout after a night of booze and bullshit..To think i even forget the appointment i made with the HDB personal.. sucky.. Mum caught me.. Made a mess at her place.. Din expect to be back so early.. anyway i have already forgotten all abt it.. Let alone cleaning up. I am starting to play the blame game again... *bleh*

A Picture Paints A Thousand Words.

This is wat i do everyday, Mondays to Fridays.. This is Life. My Life.



Kiasu to board, Kiasee to move in.*ROAR*


Stand behind the yellow line, are you deaf?

FACES ARE NOT TAKEN TO PROTECT THEIR PRIVACY, THEY DUN WANNA BE KNOWN, DO THEY?

Happy birthday!!!!

Walking ciggerettes.fucking drunkards.thats wat we were yesterday night.Happy birthday Peenut. Din know so many people love you.Include me?In case your index finger is hurting.Its me.No doubt about it.Saw alot of things going on in the club's toilet.queues.make up.lipstick.eye brows.nail polish.skirts.boobs.gossip.Mens' toilet please.Its quiet.no queues.no bimbos. thats the difference.

TRIBUTE TO TREES

I have been working in the office for nearly a year and whenever i go for a smoke, i see those trees. The wild trees that grow and wither. Perhaps no one even notice or care, but they carry my thoughts. They listen to my thoughts. I din know they are chopping off those defenseless trees just for the sake of building the bloody circle line. For peoples' sake, for the convenience of our human race. We are indeed moving, upgrading and enhancing our lives with better things. We destroy the things that obstruct our way, to get our better-living lifestyle. Have we forgotten why are we here? To make this place a better place to live in? Arent we good now? Why are we always not satisfied? Why dun they ask the owner who planted the trees there, who owned the world when humans stepped onto this ground, ask him can we do watever we humans are doing now? Arent trees living things? Although they dun bleed, they dun feel but i do.

Sprained chest bones. Breathing difficulty.collecting ants.i hate everything about you.

Thinking~~So in Love.Breakup.Still love one another.But still have to break up.Not compatible.Move on.How?You never try you never know.Why are you attached in the first place?Explain?Will you love again?If yes, then wat is your previous relationship called?Why people can still call it love of their life?Can somebody gimme a bloody definition of love, instead of putting it off to describe" Its a feeling." Am I dead or wat?

Alrite.Someone has already explained on Fridae. That was fast. All thanks to Tazmania.=D

Abandoned site^^

Some of my friends had decided to abandon their blogs... Wonder why they did it in the first place. Makes me think if its a good thing to do. I made a journal of my own too.. The old-fashioned way.. Will it drain me out with my own freaking thoughts? Went Zouk yesterday.. We were at Mox for awhile.. to meet a friend. That place is dead.Maybe when i am 35, i will go there. Still got 12 years to go.. or maybe when i feel like mtv-ing i mite go? eh.. i dun think so... cant smoke, no loud music. I am loud! Bloody Hell. Talking abt zouk, i went with the usual suspects. Skip the refused entry, we managed to get in with the help of the VIP anyway, ha. One more thing, Heineken makes me pee alot but din get me anywhere. I was actually quite sober till the end. Nearly got into a fight. Too bad it din happen. Pisses me off again. So fucking wat if u are drunk? thats ur problem. trying to be friendly again? Get lost. Men! looking at women at a piece of meat. Why dun you go home and learn some manners? or look at your mum instead?Perverts.



*You wun die without someone. You will die without yourself.