chunwee

i want to start a new blog. but livejournal doesnt look like it supports two blogs with one account ):

a new start.

Trying to revive whatever's left on my half dead blog.

I was on my way home from the bus stop today when i saw this lady who looked extraordinary familiar. Yes, she appeared in one of my dreams before and i was deeply in love with her in la la land. How deja vu-ish!

Harry potter was disappointing. Expected much more action than this. Emma watson, however, made it all worthwhile lmao.

i just had a freakish thought of how short my life might be, and how it might be all ending soon. not a suicide note, no. but suddenly, just suddenly, this flashed across my mind. madness.

i have been out of action for the longest time running. i think i should blog like everyday. its an avenue for me to vent whatever feelings i have, if i do have any.

life has been a bitch, but when has it doesnt. i think i complain too much abt life sometimes. i ask too much out of it, without actually putting in anything. i frown whenever things dont go my way. shit i feel like a slut.

im supposed to find like a date to go clubbing w me this saturday, but all ive been facing is rejections. how sad can life get right. i thought i was so socially active i would be able to find someone to go out with me just by sending out text messages, i was wrong. fml.

im actually pretty tired now, but i dont really feel like sleeping because i know when i turn in, and open my eyes, its time for work again, and i dread work, so i rather not shut my lovely little eyes.

Oh I'll dance with Cinderella
I don't wanna miss even one song,
Cuz all too soon the clock will strike midnight
And she'll be gone.

I dont know what you think, i dont know what you feel. Its like suddenly you turned into someone else. And i feel affected. Because all that i ask for is to have a nice conversation with you, and its all that matters, though it would be better if coupled with something else, but dont blame me cos all humans are selfish. All.

Im getting so sick of it and I don't think I can stand it any further. I need to leave.

This is dedicated to Newcastle and their hardcore, ever-hopeful fans.

Newcastle after a miserable season, have been relegated to the Coca Cola Championships after a 0-1 loss at Villa Park.

It is heartbreaking to see a team, from being title contenders 6-7 seasons ago to now, a Championship side. Newcastle has always been a team of utmost quality. Players like Given, Shearer, Ginola have all left footprints in this great club. They have boasted a number of quality players as well this season, with Martins, Taylor and Enrique all being part of the team.

Nobody has ever thought of seeing Newcastle fall into the realms of relegation, much less get relegated. However, their managerial staffs, their board failed them. One manager left after another, with Shearer, taking the greatest hurdle of all, to get Newcastle to survive, with 8 games to go. Hopes were high. After all, their legend was back at the club. But his magical powers failed to push the club back on the track to survive the drop. The chairman, Mike Ashley, too, wasn't being the most supportive of all with thoughts of selling the club and the most ridiculous of all, a suicide note being posted on the club's official website. How could a club survive without great leaders?

Newcastle is a great team with a strong and rich history and it certainly is sad to see a club of such quality play in the Championships next season, and with the risk of going bankrupt. I believe, though, a club of that stature, would not be fighting amateur teams for long, and they'll bound to come back 2 seasons from now. So don't be sad and hopeless, all Newcastle fans, for a great club will always be a great club, and miracles will happen in time to come.

i dont know if its me who've changed, or you who's changed your expectations of me.

im still the same old guy, enjoying more of life than usual.

wht cn i say, wht cn i do. im helpless, i alws am. why do i hv t deal w this evry single tym? im tired, of evrythng. its tym t tke a long brk, a long walk hme.

I should follow my heart, before my mind starts playing a part.

And it all starts from here, and i hope it continues, and i hope it doesnt end.

the road ahead is always dark, and full of uncertainties, thus there is always a need to take risks, to venture around, to look at the flowers on the plain bushes, to look at the sun in the gloomy sky, to try to pluck the bright beautiful stars from the dark night sky.

i'll try.

im actually a person who's really really afraid of loneliness. i dont like to be alone. im insecured:(

've been starting to use twitter, and i dont really know how it works altogether.

a bright day following a bad start. at least i end the day with a smile, before arsenal's defeat:(

i really dont know what's real, what's not. what's right, what's wrong. what to do next. im lost. cos im clueless, and im confused. by you.

Where you are.
Where you and I will breathe together once again.
We'll be dancing in the moonlight just like we used to do.
And you'll be smiling back at me.
Only then will I be free, where I can be
Where you are.

my life is so boring i have nothing to write about.

sometimes i would still think of doing immature hopelessly romantic shit, like lying on a patch of grass and watching the clouds go by with her, or taking the carousel together. ive got to realise this kind of things no longer exists, you hopeless romantic.

 im back from a holiday from bkk. i didnt really feel like coming back, but its isnt much of my choice, is it?

in bkk, everything was like heaven to me. i did everything on my own free will, as and when i liked it. i was enjoying life. now that im back, i feel kinda sucky.

it feels sucky to be back, where reality hits you altogether at one go. where you have to continue your service to the nation, where things are different. where things must be done according to the way it is, not how you want it, or when you want it.

and jaa makes everything even worse.