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Im the classic virgoian who believes in perfection. Sometimes people dislike me because they find me acting too cold towards humans. Or maybe they just can't accept my high standards. So, love me or not, u decide.

Screams
Sunday, July 06, 2008




nothing's too interesting about today.
but...i will still have something to blog about:)

bro asked me the same old question which i've been trying to avoid recently.
i just kept quiet.
'cause i didn't know how to answer him.
the honest answer is not right either........

hmmm..seasons change, weather change...
all these seem to imply something.
just take today's weather for instance.
it was originally cool and breezy.
as afternoon came, the weather turned gloomy and rained.
it didn't impact much on my emotions 'cause i felt neutral today.
prior to this, i could sense that a storm is coming my way one day.
now, there is neither rhythm nor beat.
hmmm...plain and peaceful maybe...but that's often the signs to a brewing storm, ain't it?

unsaid stuff are piling up one by one.
as it slowly fills up to the brink, i find it even hard to spill it out.
the words travelled up to the throat but i swallowed them, back.
'cause you're too important.

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