inside OUT.

if i dont see you then i dont have to say goodbye.
you'd always come close but you never come easy.
the mundaneness of missing you ever excites me.
what more if i see you?


Merry Chistmas.

Her.its like waiting for snowfall.

i could write you something and you'd never notice.
outright whining & griping & yearning in planeview, its just something i can never do.
Right. . .


It was a rather short week, 2 days of mc definitely makes a big big difference.
Why does time fly when im a civilian?
Its like theres a timezone separating camp and out-of-camp.
Theres so many things i would like to do when im out, but time is such a spoil sport, she never plays along.
Back in camp, i'd plan to do stuff, but it never takes off. . .

Christmas is coming, but this year is different!
I dont know why, but i really dislike presents now. . .maybe just a little!
I was just thinkin, christmas is probably the most lucrative 'festival'.
Xmas trees are fine but really when you start thinkin of, 'hey wat does she/he want?'
What does GOD want? ever thought of that. . .
Hardly i reckon.
Christmas is just the chance for businesses to prey on generous pockets eh.
This world is disgusting.

Pardon me thats just the other part of me thinking, the one thats usually in green 5 days a week. . .
the one thats usually closer to GOD when GOD is really the only one he has during 80% of the week. . .

Freedom changes a person i guess, i can vouch for it. Distractions, varieties leads to the digression of our attention that should all be focus on GOD. It sucks when someone only comes to you for help when hes/shes in deep shit, other than that you dont see him/her. I know i wouldnt like it. Weekends turn me into someone else, not a very nice person but i do try to maintain that 'all-weather-relationship' with GOD. Its just difficult but all you can do is try, and try, and try again & again & again.

So for christmas, lets all take time to remember whos birthday it really is. . .

Until her heart stops.

Keeping up with you is something i could never do,
until your gone, the fasten-seat-belt sign will always be on. . .
A poor choice of words or none at all,
i thought action spoke louder than words, i was wrong i guess. . .
My mistake for leading you to leading me on.
And ive missed you. . .


Its a tuesday morning & i dont believe ive blogged on a tuesday morning of the year 2006. Heh im on mc for shingles and bugger i didnt realise it was till last sat. I had all along thought it was some muscular ache until a red spot appeared. Its all too coincidental that my sis gave birth last wed, and i havent really seen the young chap since thursday night. . .Anyhow my shingles have not subsided even after 4 days of medication and i dont mean to chao keng or what but i really think i should see the MO tomorrow or somthing just to make sure. i mean its my social responsibility that my fellow bunk mates to get infected. . .(excuses)



i miss you so much, a self-inflicted coma,
days drag on like marathons, im running with bare feet. . .

Decembers~~~Hawthorne Heights