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HAIKXL

different from you and proud of it.
stay fxcking true

yes as i have mentioned, alot of shit has happened in between today and the last post.
its like a series of events, bad events. i can't really remember the date all this started.
but here goes.

everything was normal until that day when i lied to my mom about going to the religious classes.
then she found out that i've been missing the past three weeks lessons and a couple more while she was in KL. she got pretty much upset and talked about faith in god and stuff. which i simply replied that i did not believe in. so she cut my allowance half from 10bucks. i got upset so i refused to take the money she left on my table. then it got worse. so she left no cash at all. so its like, for those of you who don't know, i'm staying in braddell and schooling in simei. thats like

braddell-toa payoh-novena-newton-orchard-somerset-dhoby ghaut-city hall.

transfer.

city hall-bugis-lavender-kallang-aljunied-paya lebar-eunos-kembangan-bedok-tanah merah- simei.

heres a map to illustrate
see how far the journey is? and plus i have to get up at 8plus cause school starts at 9 with 30mins allowance. and thats not all. if i drop off at simei, i have like a 15mins walk to school. i mean i'm okay if along the way i have ciggies or friends. so what if it rains? then also around 8 plus the lines towards city hall are in morning rush which means its cramped as fuck. plus i'm carrying a bag with modules, laptop, cables, hoodie.

okay i managed to live with it like for a week. then my iPod died. cause i've dropped it and knocked it a couple of times. it just shows an outline of an iPod on the screen with x x for eyes, a sad smile and an ! in a triangle beside it.
that was it. all my music-full discographies and hidden tracks, pictures, movies, games. everything was gone, together with it my livelyhood. how am i gonna survive the long train rides, the walking journey, having somethhing to do while in the lift when surrounded by girls. okay, since then i stopped going to school. period. cold war with parents. been neglecting some of my friends,sorry. thon around, came home late. gigs, habbo. living life like before. for like the whole month of august cashless and pointless. stole cash secretly from dad to sustain. he hasn't found out yet. they lock their room but i have a key to it. and the letterbox where i awaited the third warning letter. one day my teacher managed to get through to my house number. i don't know how. spoke to my mom. mom called while i was chilling at skygarden. a little surprised but it was expexcted. so she told me to come home. got an earful. then apologise since the fasting moonth was nearby. life back to normal. school was now being the fucktard. teacher called up my parents to discuss about me. then bla bla bla said it would be a miricle if i passed the module test without marks from my assesments and projects. so i quit. and re-enroll next year as january intake. this is where most of the main shits stop.

then gigs. went down to shows. met new people, new friends. understood the different cultures better other from my own. the habbo kids are growing yet still standing strong though iszwan and his legion of gunbound freaks are trying to take over. hahas. been hanging out with nerd and shahfiq alot. baybeats suck this year. i keep getting irritated by shahrul and all his BS about a certain rumour going around about me and a certain someone. during baybeats, been hanging out with the hardcore kids more. sorry guys. won't forget my roots. i miss ragdoll especially my abang whose birthday is coming soon, m4r and n19. miss hanging around with them. then the habbo kids. we all got together through habbo believe it or not. then fasting month break fast with them at geylang. hahas. everyone and their typical BS and being able to relate real life to the habbo world.

thanks to fatwan. because of him asking me how to print screen(which i have no clue) it got me back to blogging again.

and i've been blog-hopping when i stumbled across a couple of posts about me. about being immature and stuff. okay the reasons are up there. its up to you to believe it or not. i've had a shitty month and i have no reasons to fake it. and about the friends talking behind my back part, i'm not sure who they are or why they have to. but maybe you see them as my friends while they're maybe just friends whom im not close with. so whatever really.

okay thats all.

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Look me in the eyes, swallow your pride.
Tell me what you think of me.
Can't you see all I need is a breath of fresh air
From the bullshit you keep feeding me
I know I'm a suspect as much as a victim
At least I’ve got the balls to admit
After all that I said
After all that I've done
I still know I'm this piece of shit

So go ahead and tell me
I can see it on your lips
You've always burned by the warmth from us all
And now your shoulders chipped.
Spit your rage, speak your fire,
Let the flames of hatred hit me
Burn me all you like
Let the flames lick higher
It's what is left that I need

Now when was it ever about taking sides?
Everyone’s had enough of you
I've seen the monster you've become
After all the shit we've been put through

Everyone has to fucking talk
Everyone has to say their piece
No one can take a moment to feel what I feel
No one gets a chance to talk
Nobody gets to say their piece
Your burning tongue won't let a single person get a word out

Now nobody’s left to burn
They've all packed and left you
Can't you see we put all effort in?
Now I don't know where to begin
Convincing you that your not who you think you are
You're just your best friend’s enemy

You can't look me in the eyes
You can't swallow your pride
Tell me what you think of me
Can't you see all I need is a breath of fresh air
From your indecency