Everyone have different faces, Little share the same perspective.
Who to trust?

I tried and I stood on the neutral ground, and observe the on going commotion.
They startled me.

I am neither a saint, nor am I perfect.
Therefore, I know, if it can happen infront of me, it can happen behind me.

I fear.
For i have seen.
I drew myself back a little,
When it repeats.

I just want to get it done and over with.
For i might get myself stirred up just like that.


I share claudia's sentiment.
But HENG AH.
I have your there.
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I-----am-----dead.
DTAT murdered me.
MMP killed me.
Dead dead dead.
Wednesday is the submission.
I still have so many things not done.
Ah, procrastination again.
What else.

It's like a butcher chasing a pig for its life.
I am like the pig, saw it coming, yet refuses to run, cos i am just plain lazy and of course, a pinch of "I cant escape my fate" thing.

I must be like wilbur!
But like wilbur, who will be mine CHaR-lo-tee?
Oh man.

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It's just so comfortable to be with old cliques, and of course my cousins.
Very spontanous and very sensitive.
Need not think to talk, cos things just comes out from the mouth spontanously.

But is it because of business, that we are not able to find that little time out to chat?
Not likely.

But it's also right to say that friends need not talk everyday to stay close.

So, i dont know.
It's just how pirority works.