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    Wednesday, October 11, 2006 . cold iron.

    Fishing pissed at someone’s insensitivity. You earned my trust, and you chose to abuse it. The only people who can make me pissed are my close friends, cos I expect much from them, I dun really give a damn about others. Ok. Vic pissed me off twice in 3 yrs. You fishing broke the record, with a thrice in nine months. A normal guy on the road would have gotten hell from me for pulling that off. Ok fine, I forgave vic last yr. makes sense that I should forgive you now as well. Kor was right when he told me last yr, “if you continue to trust, you will have to continue to forgive.” Good point. Maybe I’m just being too nice to my friends sometimes. I believe that god will guide me. “forgive us our trespassers, as we forgive those who trespass against us.” How long can I keep this up? Yea, trust in your brothers. Well said. I shall follow the rule for once. You put me in a difficult position. Guess you never treasured this friendship at all. Fine. My fault. Still, I forgive you. I dun wanna say wad happened. You know who you are. Point here is, dun ever do such a fishing bloody thing again. It’ll be at least a week before you regain the trust that you lost from me. period. To be understood, one first has to understand.

    CTs coming. Kor told me to shut off all emotions and mug the way I did for my Gokurai test. Yea, 2 tests within a yr! I rock. I basically owned the test la. =D grade 5 is no prob. Hahax. CTs start this fri. All the best to everyone taking their EOYs! Wun be blogging for some time.

    Karoshi = death through mugging. Yea, we can all die from karoshi. It’s a fact. If life is all about mugging is there a point in it? I’m so tired of this life. Sometimes I look out of the window and I laugh. Sometimes I cry. Most of the time I look and I feel as though that I’d rather not belong here. The sparrow in the sky flies, higher if he may, above the clouds, proving his worth, showing to others what he is made of. Up there, he sees all the beautiful view that his parents told him about, all that his parents wanted him to see. He rejoices. He had spent all his life learning how to fly such heights, and he made it. He flies on and on, with no destination, without a sense of direction. He just knows that he has to fly hard in order to reach the heights that are expected of him. He might as well die trying. He is tired. Tired of the flying and the constant rush for the skies. He wants to live like the swallow. Without a worry in the world. But sadly, he is born a sparrow. And nothing will change that fact. Accept it? Yes. Cos he never had a choice not to, yea.

    2 days countdown.
    7 days countdown, and everything will be over. Help me.

    slashed at 8:05 PM .