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Saturday, June 14, 2008 334this is my 334th post in this blog. realised that i only blog during the wee hrs of the day nowadays, cos somehow, the same 24hrs i used to have no longer suffice for me to do the things i had been so used to doing in the past.the only constant in life, is change. expect, and embrace. and though i understand that, im still learning. gee. come to think of it, i have been blogging for more than a year alrdy! such a short period of time in a life of another simple, normal, growing boy, yet so many things had to happen. especially after looking into an undefined future ahead when both my parents got admitted in hospital one after the other recently. and yah, they might be fine for the time being. but the next time anything similar happens..please send an additional ambulance, wilya? what happened the past 2 weeks forcefully fed me the awfully heavy expectations one might have on boys or girls being the eldest in the family without relatives u can count on. and i realised that, people like us have nothing to hold onto for support when incidents like these were to happen. i am alone. scarily true. but why? why force a boy to grow up in such a short period of time? and in this manner? hey Dude, i didn't even have a childhood to mention, yah? doncha think ur short-changing me already? i not even asking for what im entitled to already, but just a penny more..please? cant blame my parents for not made the preparatory work earlier on in life; they knew nuts. and i cant blame the teachers in school for not imparting such knowledge, either; its not their responsibility. there is no one else to blame, perhaps for the natural exception, of cos, Me. these days, the burning, acid-like sensation pre-tearing caused my sebum-fested nose somehow manifests more frequently than it should be. and these pearl-like drops on the table too, somehow felt heavier than fat raindrops during the Malaysian monsoon seasonal period. God did not make a Man to tear, and if He ever did, u can be sure its not cos he broke his finger nail, nor cant fit into his already down-sized jeans or even a major acne breakout. all these would be so much easier to shoulder, if only im not alone. biting hard into my lips(sh!t..i think i bit too hard, there is now a ulcer on my lower-left lip..), i know i have to carry on like this irregardless..at least for now. somehow.. but how? brighter days ahead..please? P..lease.. |
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