These few days, I feel almost like fading away. Maybe some discrimmination. Maybe some disappointment. Nevertheless, I still find time to pass my life everyday. Its tough, but at least I have my world going around me.

Got up at the wrong side of the bed. Felt like dropping back into the cushionised bed. But otherwise, I went on the brush my teeth and sweeped into the living room filled with exhaustion out of no reason. Stared at the television for awhile. Today is not a bright day.

Faced the computer for the whole day. Mum isn't working. Sis is out in the library. Booredom. *sigh*. Life.

My grandma which my uncle, my cousins and aunt all arrived at my house at about 3pm. We had a date today. So some of us went to swim opposite my house, while the adults mainly stayed at home and played mahjiong for their own leisure. Me? I prefered to stay home. I would rather laze back on the couch then 'have fun' during the exam period, and on a hot day like today too. But i had company with me. Priscilla, too chose to stay home.

Gradually time passes. Soon the swimming bunch returned, and we paced downtown to have dinner at the coffee shop. I had thus been avoiding him for the whole time. For awkwardness? Don't think so. Just didn't really talk or KNOW him.

After the long dinner which costed alot, they went back home. By that time, all of us were feeling a little, tired, and hardly chose to walk. So we actually slowed our way back home. And yep that's when I blogged this entry.

I know this entry is somewhat, more polite than usual. But I don't wanna be seen screaming out names in other languages which would be misunderstood. Rather, its better to express my day in such a formal form.



He glazed upon the plain.
Thoughts were devouring his mind.
Is it him or are the clouds dancing?

Sudden yet expected,
Starlight pierced through his heart.
Existence is fading slowly.

Without his soul,
His life is a mere, body.
A lifeless and unanimated corpse left to decompose.

Maybe if the stars hadn't drove him that hard.
Maybe if worries hadn't started to appear.
Maybe if he hadn't die before he left.

Strong, yet unveiled,
Time still passes.
In this lonely crowded field.