Wednesday, December 28, 2005
last night we discuss about materialism.
tonight's about maturity.
maturity principally means state of being fully grown up.
something lidat larr.

now wads maturity to u guys?

i swore. throughout my poly life. i gained so much things.
i swore again. i felt more awakened. not the young dumbo zhao during sec times.
from the society. from school life. from friends. definitely from my life.
people grow. im sure. people do noe more from experiences.
i do.

im pretty amazed how my relationships with some friends deteriorate.
one thing. i dont recognise any time i ever backstabbed before.
i dont recognise any time i f-ed anyone before.
and even comin to financial issues, i helped all i can.
(my dear "timmy-jonathan-peter" frend can proved the thousand+ he owe me still).
as a friend. i do all i can man. so why de fuck i deserve such an unwarranted & iniquitous attitude still? i know. some of them did showed some responses though.
for no reasons. ive not fucking reasons why. im of certain i was treated such.
theres not a need to link all relationships together. boygirl relationship is one. friendship one.
and if i know it will come to such stage. I FUCKING WILL NEVER GO INTO SUCH A RELATIONSHIP. COS I FELT THAT IT SUCH A WASTE. TO LOSE OF MANY FRIENDSHIP.

and if education did enrich you,
please be in my shoes and draw a line man.

everything has a limit.

im assured tat my blog draws a crowd. so i dont wan to make anyone misunderstand. BECAUSE the above does not apply to my poly life. and i appreciate the friends i still have right now. VERY MUCH. yeah even "timmy-jonathan-peter" frend still owed me and makin me pissed every month. u are still a gd frend. im still so pleased to noe him though . not to mention mr hardcore smoker tat have range of bicyles. you're the man too. and of cos some gal tat speak to me again. u guys noe who u are. if u dont its okae. cos in my heart i do. thanks.

alrite overlookin all this crap.

ive got a pleasurable day todae! my dear owner, ruiee and mr hussy pooh is leaving for france for like 4mths and we had a farewell dinner. yeah we had some shit talk any moment man. even after dinner. we had some games at istana park. took pictures and forfeit by immersing feets/hands into some smelly water.

fuck

especially im darn hygenie-conscious. but anyway i did lose some of the games. so u noe what happen next. well.. nvm. everything was entertaining..

=)

ps: apologies to jinsiong on the pungsehin to zouk.

Historical at : 1:49 AM

INTRODUCTION

Never to bid good-bye
Or lip me the softest call,
Or utter a wish for a word, while I
Saw morning harden upon the wall,
Unmoved, unknowing
That your great going
Had place that moment, and altered all.

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