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4/07/2009 05:59:00 PM
Tuesday, April 7, 2009

the furthest distance in the world is not when you are very far away from the one you love.
but
when you are standing right infront of them and they stare straight through you, not knowing who you are.

just finished essayyy. aw man. my head hurts...

well. isnt this song soothing to the mind? sigh. well, this song pretty much suits the atmosphere right now, hehh.

that anger flowing through my veins.
that pain in my heart.
clutching it tightly and held it back.
at the end is it all worth it?
i ask. is this all worth it?
but theres still one thing that puzzles me.
one thing i have to say.
is it wrong?
if im at the wrong,
i will take the fault and the blame.
but i really dont understand.
please enlighten me.
im sorry

looking into the mirror a few days back.
and thought to myself,
"is this who ive grown up into?"
"is this the person i never wanted to become?"
"why is this person the one achieving all i never wanted?"
"why is this person achieving things i never thought i would have been able to achieve"
"is this the person the one i always wondered whom i will grow into?"
"is this really me?"
questions popping up in my mind.
when you are young, innocent and cheerful,
you live life without knowing whats out there in this open world.
staying in this stress free life with no worries but happiness.
small arguments with friends bout not being each others friends
but turn around minutes later smiling towards one another.
thinking how times lasts forever, how our happy moments will never end.
but as time goes by, we grow up.
we face more challenges in this world.
no longer sheltered with that thought of that imaginary world outside,
thinking it would be the same.
but soon we are proven wrong.
everythings different.
the atmoshphere, enviroment, faces, words, thoughts.
thats when we learn, "time passes fast, too fast."
people say we have to appreciate it,
treasure every moment we've got.
but what if we do? can we still stop time?
no. not even make it slower.

times when we fall and feel the pain.
times when you feel betrayal.
times when you wished for your friends to be there with you.
all passing by quickly but yet somehow remaining in our minds forever.
not forgotten as fast as how time passes by.
what can we do? what can we say? nothing but move on with life.
hurting deep within,
taking actions to forget but yet no avail.
nothing, but that memory flashing past your eyes even more.
having no physical pain matching up to that pain in your heart.
the hurt.
nothing able to reach that same amount of pain.
nothing at all.

fights.
what are these for?
is this a way we humans and living things express our anger?
is this a method we carry out when we are feeling annoyed? disagreements?
must we be programmed to do so?

thinking back on how i never thought i would come by when i was young,
fearing all these cases and things i might get for the outcome.
at the end of the day. i achieve them.
things i hate the most in the eyes of my past self.
but yet. somehow being loved the most by my present self.
lifes a heartless road that we all have to lead.
knocking you down unexpectly and even repeated at the lowest pont of your life.
bringing you up and even more at the happiest point of your life.
expect the unexpected.
unexpect the expected.

peace.

♥


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Welcome to my blog of rants inspired through the scribbles of one's mind.

poem inspired by agatha, alex, celine
i starred at the fan on the celing,
lifting my watch to my eyes.
it was 12 am in the morning.
i looked out of the window
as i admired the clear night sky.
leaving my bed as i started to walk towards the table,
reaching out for that knife which laid there alone.
crying and crying,
as each crystal clear tear fell to the floor one by one.
feeling the fresh, cold blood rush out of my skin.
having its pain numbed by these falling tears.
and therefore. that was when the phrase,
"BLOODSHED TEARS" was formed :D

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Name: Ruth Lee
A lost, confused soul wandering around this world with only a stick in one hand and a shield in the other.
Birthdate: 21st Feb 1994
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Overall?
An unusual fwen who is in love with music and is contented with the simple pleasures :)
Pretty much just a lost confused soul wandering around this world with only a stick in one hand and a shield in the other.
But but! If you meet me one day, come up to mua and whack me on the back and you'll get a poke in return :D
but if you whack me when im holding something, expect a whack filled with torns >:)

But honestly?

Hmmm. Lets just say there's more than meets the eye

*grins*

A list of hopes:
chance to go star gazing
chance to enjoy the sunset at the sea side
chance to meet (people) in the future
chance to play lunia with me lunia buddy, wenqian
for both hands to clap instead of one
lots of stuff my dear friend, lots of stuff :)
something i know one cannot achieve


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