Date: 17/o5/09
Occasion: Such is a night
Such is a night, a night of despair, booze, party and vomits. This love put Romeo and Juliet's to shame, i guess its true. This love has already developed into a who make who angry who make who frustrated relationship.
Finally the eyes was able to close up and able to rest, but only under the influence of alcohol. without it, the eyes werent able to perform the tasks as commented from the brain. Maybe the only path is alcohol bridge for a better soundless sleep everyday.
i hate everyone.
i hate this world.
i hate all.
how come the yinyang come in so badly onto me? when i am reaching the white portion, i am in a bigger black. wad could be worst than this?
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
The only medium i could pour my heart to.
Date: 16 May 2009
Occasion: Blog is my only heartfelt buddy.
16May2009 marks a day, a day where everyone was silenced, a day when no one actually noticed, a day where the sun doesn't shine that hard anymore.
51 was my resting ground for the past few hours until i gave up. Sotong Mei was wugui's only hope.
Not only hoping to gain her trust back, her love and care too. But things doesnt just goes as well as anyone would love to, i guess, it happens to everyone. (who doesnt want to strike lottery?)
Its been so long, so cold, so chilling. Yet no one, even the most admirable Sotong Mei was unable to, decipher the secret codes hidden deep in the mechanic of Wugui Uncle. Wugui Uncle yearns, like every other wuguis terrapins pandas tigers lions bulls, to have someone who support him.
Temper may be increasing induced into this old hagged man, but it wasnt meant to make Sotong Mei into this way. It was so hard for wugui, can't even sleep, can't even eat well, with water forming in the corner of his cornea despite smiling or forcing.
Especially those memories wugui competed for his SotongMei. Suddenly it has become bitter and painful, like a knife forcefully thrusted into his left chest. It hurts even more, when wugui think about wad he was doing.. trying so hard to save up every little penny, because he wanted just to help, even in a very small portion, to help succession of Sotong Mei onto her new path. Smoke lesser, went out for chill was zero, meals were spent minimium, shells were used so little that he thinks he becoming a living dead. Her birthday dream of a LV. Our dream of entering casinos be it genting, macau or las vegas. Nothing can be done. 4am. that night. shedding the last tears on the stairs of 51 was his death.
R.I.P
Uncle Wugui
08/11/2007--16/05/2009
The Greatest
Loving Sotong Mei.
Occasion: Blog is my only heartfelt buddy.
16May2009 marks a day, a day where everyone was silenced, a day when no one actually noticed, a day where the sun doesn't shine that hard anymore.
51 was my resting ground for the past few hours until i gave up. Sotong Mei was wugui's only hope.
Not only hoping to gain her trust back, her love and care too. But things doesnt just goes as well as anyone would love to, i guess, it happens to everyone. (who doesnt want to strike lottery?)
Its been so long, so cold, so chilling. Yet no one, even the most admirable Sotong Mei was unable to, decipher the secret codes hidden deep in the mechanic of Wugui Uncle. Wugui Uncle yearns, like every other wuguis terrapins pandas tigers lions bulls, to have someone who support him.
Temper may be increasing induced into this old hagged man, but it wasnt meant to make Sotong Mei into this way. It was so hard for wugui, can't even sleep, can't even eat well, with water forming in the corner of his cornea despite smiling or forcing.
Especially those memories wugui competed for his SotongMei. Suddenly it has become bitter and painful, like a knife forcefully thrusted into his left chest. It hurts even more, when wugui think about wad he was doing.. trying so hard to save up every little penny, because he wanted just to help, even in a very small portion, to help succession of Sotong Mei onto her new path. Smoke lesser, went out for chill was zero, meals were spent minimium, shells were used so little that he thinks he becoming a living dead. Her birthday dream of a LV. Our dream of entering casinos be it genting, macau or las vegas. Nothing can be done. 4am. that night. shedding the last tears on the stairs of 51 was his death.
R.I.P
Uncle Wugui
08/11/2007--16/05/2009
The Greatest
Loving Sotong Mei.
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