"La-la land"

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[ET] Haha! Well. We talked!
[YanYi] Hello
[Sam] Nyeh. HAHA
[Shu] It's 2012. HAHA. Lousyyyyy. You don't even know what year you're competing in.
[ern huei] who say one!
[Weedy] Yeayea. Love you.

From my title, you can already deduce how I spent my day. Disney movies (: And I'm gonna type loadsa random things which probably doesn't even make sense to you. Shows my incapability to link sentences.

Let's see. Sleeping Beauty, The Little Mermaid and Cinderella. Hurhur. So much for doing homework today. You know. Sometimes when I start watching all this kind of movies, I'd feel like I'm a kid again. I'd forget all those crap life's been throwing at me. Because I'd go "Awww! So sweet!" Sheesh. I sound like a small kid.


I like writing cause it always amazes me at how, a few simple lines can transform a complicated matter into simple black and white letters. Like, 'I love you'. Explains a lot doesn't it? But, if there's one thing I've learnt, it's never to try putting everything into words. Because when you actually see the situation before your eyes in black and white, it somehow, magnifies the severity of the whole thing. And that's when you know, things were better left in your head. Messy, but, well, less harsh. When you attempt to put into words the unexplainable, you get a mess. The limitations of the english language. Some things are just better left unsaid.
Pity, how people can lose their innocence that they had when they were younger. Of course, I'm no exception. I used to keep diaries in primary school. And in one of my entries, I wrote, 'I quarrelled with - today. I think it was my fault, a bit. I want to say sorry because i don't want her to be angry anymore. She is my best friend. So I want to say sorry, even if she don't say sorry.'

Now, my current diary, has a record of the way I reacted in a similar situation. ' We quarrelled. She's a bitch and I do not care if we remain like that. Either she gives in, or bye bye.'

Ironic much. Talk about how with age comes wisdom, forgiveness and more maturity in thinking. I think I was a much better person then. No wonder, this explains why I never seemed to have a problem with friends then.

Why didn't somebody tell me? Why didn't anybody warn me of the oncoming dangers that I clearly couldn't see? Why didn't I catch them before they caught up with me?

Well, look. I'm sorry at the way we are now. But I can't seem to find a way out of this. With you, there's no 'escape' or 'way out' sign. I'm stuck. Maybe that's for the best but what's the point of staying now, when the reason that I'm staying for is no longer valid?

When confronted with a situation, I don't run. I say everything out, to the best of my capabilities, as far as my vocabulary can carry me. And I thought you would be like that too, but I guess I was wrong. Not wrong-wrong. Maybe I just failed to see the complete side of you. I thought I did. I thought it was enough to penetrate through the first mask and stop there. But I was wrong, that was only the first one. Who would've thought, a human with masks so many that it's enough to actually make you believe it's true. Make me believe it's true. I guess, I miscounted yet again.

Usually, 'sorry' would be the greatest paradox in the world for a broken heart. But not this time, not with you and not with me. We both know better than to let one word change everything.

Like it's that easy.