of win and of fail

actually, i'm just made up of fail.
pure epic fail. everyday.
all the time, anytime.

so bleak, so bleak.

rt

first rt session was a joke.

second rt session was hard.

gonna ache like fuck tmr.
damn i'm weaksauce.

astons and rt

after living at katong for like 4-5 yrs, i finally ate at ASTONS. zomg.
value for money steak. beats jacks place by a mile at like less than half the price.
good shit.
RTF? most definitely.

now its time for RT. i shall try to lose all the fats i've accumulated from about like 5-6yrs of NO exercise.
woot. armed with so little sleep i think i will die. lol
best is i still not feeling to well.
hope i dont collapse and end up like those peeps who die during exercise.
muahaha.

i'm gonna be so shag.
fuck.

happily pissed

omg its been a long time since i saw HDs.
omg i am so happy. its a miracle.

but too bad someone had to spoil the day for me. sigh.

resolutions

thats it.
i saw the light.
life is short.
i'm gonna live a life filled with nothing but lulz.

distraught

ever woke from a dream so filled with despair to find you've wet your pillows?

a dream of death...
watching the ship launch... suddenly, it started to lose power, altitude. the lights and thrusters started to flicker midflight... reality sank in... followed by immense despair. watched on as the massive ship fell back onto earth. lost 2 of my most precious persons along with it.

found out that i received a final sms from them before they were lost.

two of us were left in the world..
then outta nowhere people appeared... even at my windows. these people looked like certain people i know, yet they are different. then people started coming into the house. went to the kitchen, saw the two persons back home... hugged them... and heard one said, "we just had to come back one last time."
cried like mad upon hearing those words. had the feeling of so much to say to them yet so little time.
they had to "leave" by the next morning...

then i woke up, in a pool of tears.