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Tales of a broken guy.
Its him.

#Depressionist_Jay
12/05/1991

Im just a human being, fighting for LOVE and PRIDE.
GOD, CANOEING, MATES and FRIENDS are my loves. music and jay are my ADDICTS. while others are just. TRASH.

I am worth, $2,456,190
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Date : Thursday, June 28, 2007
Time : 9:06 PM
back to revive this blog.
zzz.
hmm.
see whards to be updated,
and whards gonna happen.
zzz.
kk.
lets right about whards took place.
hmm.
24 june 2007.
the feeling is still dere.
although it been pass a year or so.
hmm.
maybe this part delicated to rachel?
lol.
hmm.
woke up i the morning,
its juz like a visit,
a respect to him.
i tot its like,
so long de,
wont emotional bah.
hmm.
guess wad.
moment i saw his altar.
i broke out in tears.
its like pass memories comes up,
a year ago,
he was still dere for us.
but with angry,
on the edge of going mad.
hmm, its like.
depression + work stress + family income stress + children giving stress + wife.
hmm.
maybe i also cnt take it bah.
maybe he is gone for good,
for himself,
while we live in guilt.
hmm.
donno wad to sae bah.
juz really speechless luhh.
its like chu bing that day,
u see ppl,
coffin car come out.
den its like,
u do it for ur dad.
its like really cnt accept luhh.
the most painful part is,
u see him being pushed into the cremator,
right in front of u,
he is being burned into flames,
and its like,
human body -> left bones.
and his pic.
cnt take it la.
teary eye again.
zzz.
den a few days later,
u collect his bones, put in the piece of the skull on top of the altar.
wa.
bth bth.
don wan sae liao.
just hope that he will find a better place in the heaven?
hmm.
donno wad la.
kk.
~juz treasure them while u can, when they're gone, maybe its when u feel the pain and guilt~


Present
now.
here i am blogging,
later i am going to chiong hoidays homework.
lol.
tml all muz hand up.
zzz.
tonight don need sleep le.

NEXT
still got o lvl chinese oral tml.
wa.
mati mati.
nervous nervous,
see everyone like so well prepared for it like that.
zzz.


COMPETITION
oh my la.
its coming.
i from no hope.
become got hope.
2 heats,
i final,
and no BHSS in my heat.
shoick la.
i really hope for a bronzed medal.
hehe.



CHIONG homework le.
~away
btw,
c box is like its always down.=.=






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