About Me

Last day of Pieces, the start of Aries (20th March 1993). Enjoys life as well as think about it. Contemplates on many things, and never always fixed to a single answer, as anything can happen. Humble, weird and funny, but underneath is intelligences and experience, yet he strives for more. Never liked losing friends, but understands that impermanence is present. Hotmail:glen-titinyqwerz@hotmail.com

Saturday, August 16, 2008

We can't really let go of things we truly love. We sacrifice to get what we want and adore. You might have to sacrifice something big and important, just to get something small inexpensive and worthless. It could be the other way around sometimes, or might be on par. But this is the thing, that small something could mean a lot to him/her than to anyone else. It could symbolises a certain type of connection with someone, something that involves deep emotions, something that reminds you of your love ones, or something special happen on a certain occasion. You will do anything to get and protect it at all cost, because it has meaning to you, because it's special. But if if you would give that up to save something that you don't adore but it is important, which would you choose? It will hurt to give that special something away, cause to you, it might be worth more than your life. So everything always depends on you, whether or not you are willing to give in. Saying this is simple, making it happen could be much more harder.

This day was fun for awhile until it turned dull. Woke up early and went to school for NCC. PT was first. Then we went for a break. Alex came late cause he overslept. Played this game 'Virus'. Like catching, but the catcher is 'infected', so if the person get caught he gets 'infected' and joins the catcher to 'infect' others. Last one standing wins. Played two round of that. Then Break a few times, went on to volleyball, was not fun, so went to soccer, than basketball. We ended training once it was about to rain. Had KFC, went home and play. Then tuition from 4.30Pm to 6.30PM. Home and play more, then now blogging. Fuck this, nothing exciting happens, have I mention that?

DULL DULL DULL DRUGS DRUGS DRUGS

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