OMGosh sometimes I come up with damn good quotes.

<--*^Alexis^*--> {CHATTING} says:
let him find love with his friends and others
<--*^Alexis^*--> {CHATTING} says:
For one who does not receive love cannot love
<--*^Alexis^*--> {CHATTING} says:
and one who does not love cannot be helped

Miss Swan is ultimately annoying. I want to kill her. She is a vicious individual who does not care about anyone but herself.

To believe in an ideal... is something we as humans can only do. What is your ideal? What do you want to be? What is it that you wish for the world? Who are you looking for?

Ultimately, there is some void in all of us. This void is something missing in our life. We want to find someone or something to fill this void of indifference. For me, its security. I believe with me finding love, I can finally gain the security which I longed for.
But perhaps this is what I've done wrong: to pin my hopes on something I may never find. I can work on something first: I can work on myself. It is always easier to work on yourself then to work on others. Changing oneself is much easier in changing others.

For me to survive the ebbs of life, I must have the patience to live it.
For me to thrive the flows of life, I must have the passion to live it.

Perhaps thats what went wrong. But perhaps nothings wrong at all.
If I kept doing things that I felt is wrong, then aren't I living a wrong life? That cannot be right.

My goal is to do something that I truly enjoy, without ever feeling guilt, sadness, desperation and depression. Unfortunately, I'm not doing anything that is like that.

I cannot be anti-social. Being anti-social cause me hurt. Cause me great discomfort. But being social cause me even more discomfort. I feel like I'm a blind man lost in a field of brambles: every step I make, everything I do is hell.

"Believe that things will turn out like that in the fairytale
Where you will live happily ever after"
-Abstracted from song 'Tong Hua'

I think Singapore's water supply has some kind of chemical that make every teenager in Singapore look exactly the same. Dyed hair, boyish looks/lian straight hair thin face, gosh.
But come to thing of it, maybe its the fashion sense.

I am so tired of trying to impressing people. Yes, there are many a time I think, 'what in the name of Fate am I doing? Why am I trying to impress a rock? Clearly he is not interested. Why bother then? Why the unnecessary hoo hah?

I guess I must chant the Restraining Mantra more to increase my resolution and poise.

Fate will put more challenges to me. I must stand up to her test and be worthy of her blessings.