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because it ain't necessarily so
Foreword.


I am forced by the passing of time, the transition of life stages, and the expectations of society to grow up and to behave like a "grown-up" (whatever that would constitute). But here, I would just be a little childish, a little self-centered, a little irresponsible, a little too honest but also a little too pretentious.

24, and still counting.



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Kept all my past posts intact because my past was what made me, me. Deleting them doesn't change who I am so I revisit my memories sometimes, to learn and to laugh at my past mistakes.

(Just kidding, I revert some posts to drafts because I'm utterly embarrassed.)


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not that you might care ,
Tuesday, December 20, 2011 | 8:54 PM




The other day , someone was asking me , tell me about you . Gosh . This is like one of those life questions that involves more than 3764891764874 brain cells working at once . A challenge yes . So here i am , putting my brain cells to work rather than playing laggy online games . :) But ... *jumps to another topic*

This being my first post in December , I intended to make it worthwhile to whoever that might be interested in reading this . No I’m not dead or ditching my blog but recently I just lost the motivation . D: The most memorable event that happen to me this holidays is actually the CIP I’ve been to . Especially the standard chartered marathon REPC . went for this CIP organised by Youth for Christ too . And helped to make Christmas stuffs and give out stuffs at Orchard road which was actually quite recent like 18.12.11

I was asked . What was the meaning of Christmas . Oh and just this morning my dad was saying that Christmas is invented for more job opportunities . … Partly true but I would now like to express my detest for people saying stuffs like these . Whether meant as a joke or making a serious statement , I find it …. Annoying . It makes life sounds harsh . Like …. Christmas is actually a lovely occasion , think of all the celebration , the atmosphere , the love , the appreciation of what you have , the Christmas tree etc. etc. Was talking about the origin of Christmas … I’ve heard from somewhere once , that it is to celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ , who had sacrificed for all our sins . ( I kinda deleted whatever I’ve typed after this cause I felt that it was too personal ) Lawls . But one thing for sure . My favourite part of Christmas , are the Christmas songs ! :D Currently addicted to the red nose reindeer one .


Anyways , I’ve been helping my dad do his admin stuffs recently too . Haven’t been doing that since …. Since primary five I think . …. Since that unfortunate incident . ._. But anyways , after I start doing it agains he took it for granted that I have to help him which really pisses me off . I mean , I wanna help cause I want to , to lighten his burden and all . And I confess I am a stubborn mule and I hate being ordered to do stuffs so if you force me to go right , I’ll rather walk the plank then listen obediently . Which alas , get me into a lot of trouble . ._. Thus , very sensitive me have an enormous sense of pride and my dad’s attitude bothers me a lot . ... A . LOT .

But then there’s this sense of achievement which I have after finishing a job . P: Speaking of my dad , my mum became very unreasonable this few days . And there was this , TWO particular incidents which pisses me off . BIG TIME . We planned to go watch Alvin and the Chipmunks 3 together on 17.12.11 but at the last minute , LAST MINUTE , she decided to go for her voluntary stuffs at the temple instead . And so I threw a temper . …. And she said I was childish and unreasonable . Well , I’m sorry that I’m still a child who values family time . I’m sorry that I got jealous that I was second place compared to your volunteer work . I’m sorry I couldn’t be understanding and abide to your wishes like a obedient but brainless child .

But it thoroughly annoys me that you know all the names of the kids in that class , but you dunno anything about me . And it angers me that you blame me for not talking to you when you don’t even hear , much less listen to what I actually say and I have to give in to you all the time . And it actually makes me very disappointed and sad that you say that I do things according to my current mood . Try being in my shoes . Try having your heart broken and everyone else ignorant and couldn’t be much less bothered by it . …. Having this feeling that the word heart broken does not correctly depicts the pain enough . Rather , it demotes my actual feeling . ._.

Everyone I met , every new stranger I came into contact with , always think I’m older than I actually look . But deep inside I’m just a kid . *I’m Just a Kid by Simple Plan suddenly plays in mind* I still need love that no one else cans give other than my parents . ….. I think I’m asking for too much . Lawls . Past experiences already tells me that . But … somehow , recently , with all the stuffs happening , I forgotten how I was once disappointed by my family . But it’s very tiring , reminiscing all the time , why remind yourself of the pain right ?

Oh . I was once addicted to pain . LOL .

Lost passion and interest in band now too . Lawls . It’s like meeting a tiger with renewed hunger , demanding more and more each and every time . I miss looking forward to going for band . And the dreading for CCA ? It’s coming back . And it’s not good cause I’m suppose to lead my section and all . :/ Was really scarred the other day ... Was having bad mense cramp … like always . Lawls . And I asked whether I cans go home early . What scarred me was , someone told me I still look fine leh . Lawls . And my immediate thought was , the many times of me hiding my real emotions . …. Despising myself for being such a good actor now … ._. why cant I show pain on my face ?!

Speaking of acting and all . Reread skipbeat the other day . I know I forbid myself to read manga like those cause as expected , now I’m trapped with the fantasies of the existence of such love . … I got myself addicted …. FML . Anyways , back to band . There was band day camp at Sentosa . It was kinda fun actually . And I was desperately hoping I got a nice tan afterwards but all I got was blisters and this exhaustion . And I realize how small sentosa actually is and even it is possible to play hide and seek there and be seek out ! … Okays I’m exaggerating . The seeker would probably die trying to find the others ….


Oh I suddenly remember that I forgot to mention whether I did watch Alvin and the Chipmunks 3 in the end . Uhh , went to watch with my beloved brother . Bought a new pair of shades to make myself feel better . Yeah it worked . ( did made me feel better I mean ) I really wanna watch Wicked the musical or the iChestnut 15 though . But spending that much on tickets …. Think I would rather spend it on buying presents for others or new clothes . :D

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