metamorphosis

I finally realised what sets the Men and the Boys apart. Real men are sexually confident whereas those wussie boys are those who are needy.. insecure.. desperate.. obsessive and possessive.

And sad to say, I've got no choice but to admit that i belong to the boys. I've tried changing. Once bitten twice shy. In fact, i've got bitten twice. And maybe after being bitten twice, i've grown thicker skin, so much so that i'm repeating it the third time round.

But this time its special. I'm finally acknowledging that i've got a problem. And its pretty unfortunate that its my character wise that i've got a problem. Anyway, can it be remedied?

I can only try. So here are some guidelines i've made:

-Life does not revolve around her. You have your friends, your family, your games, your interest in soccer, guitar, there's simply so many more things to life.

-Sticking to her all the time will suffocate her. If you don't want to lose her, that's the only way.

-If things are meant to be, things will work out eventually.

-Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Give each other some breathing space.

-Girls hate wusses.

-They love men.


Ack. So i guess i've gotta stop being myself. But i see no other way out. My emotions are getting drained. It's now or never. I love advising people, time for me to advise myself. =)

-7 times. still counting.-

a quiet comeback

Sure feels weird to be back here. Been ages since ive written(typed) any long stories. I bet im gonna have even more grammatical errors now. Afterall, my previous entry was on 12th of november. Whoa.. time flies doesnt it.

And of coz, within these few months, tons of stuff happened. In short, i've slogged my life away over at hang ten, got myself a fabulous girlfriend in ker hui, and now awaiting for my o level results, which is only 2 days away from now.

I'm 17 now too. And ironically, i don't feel 17 at all. i don't feel as though i've grown. i still feel as though i'm the same old me. But yeah, i've probably changed.. only that i don't seem to notice it.

I've made another realization as well. It's only when i'm emotional that i'll feel the need to write, or rather, to vent out all my emotions. Bottling up my feelings is a torture. If only i had a mentor to guide me..

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the power of love is...

Tremendous. Seriously. It is so powerful that it'll drive you crazy. Crazily happy or crazily depressed that is. And today, fate wants me to witness both scenarios and decide for myself. Is romantic love what i need?

Watched Just like heaven today. I love this kind of movies. Those packed with romance and comedy. I'm sure many of you guys watched Hitch already, but i have to tell you, that just like heaven is better than Hitch. So yeah, go watch it asap. You've gotta trust me on this.

Man. It makes me wonder. Is fate really that magical? Maybe. Hopefully I'm lucky enough to experience it someday. Ah yes. I'm still young. Anyways i shan't spoil the movie for whoever's interested. Go watch it. Quick.

On the other hand, i witnessed a good friend of mine got badly hurt because of love. First time really, i saw someone being so ripped apart by a failed relationship. Now that's the wicked power of love as well. Destroying loving hearts. And making them unable to love as deeply anymore. Sigh. I truly hope she gets over it soon. Life isnt just about love.

So yup. It's time for me to ponder once again. Meanwhile i should be prepared for the rest of my O level examinations. Till then. Takaires.